This is a page from the 1938 WPA calendar. Beautiful. Rushing time a little here to celebrate the fact that the last of the snow disappeared last night.

At breakfast this morning Dear A read out something from The Boston Globe about Carl Jung who said that play is more important to creativity than intellect. Artists know this, of course, and a few writers know it and now everyone who reads The Globe knows. If you read it, that is. I tend to think skimming is the way to go there, especially first thing in the morning. Anyway, thanks to Dear A for reading. He is brilliant.

Our Saturday morning drawing class is all about play. And we do have a good time, so good that this past Saturday someone in the building wandered in and wanted to just chat. Well, we are chatting amongst ourselves but we’re working too. A note will go up on the door next time: Do not disturb—artists at work. Work=Play.

The winter session ended this weekend. Everyone is growing stronger in the skill department, which really is a question of practice and more practice. But I love most that everyone is uncovering new imagery and ways of drawing. It’ll be lovely to see where people go with things.

Sally brought in a wonderful, playful illustrated children’s book she wrote for her wee granddaughter. I tried to write one once but it came out full of adult concerns like love and politics. Sally got it just right. I’m really hoping she’ll try to flog it.

Connie is off to Cartehena, Columbia to spend a month with her daughter and granddaughter but is taking her art supplies and will be working in the sunshine. She’ll be picking up her assignments here and via email.

Next session starts on the 7th. We’ll be working towards a few finished pieces this time. We’ll be using drawing as preparation for other work and making gouache monoprints as well as digital blow-ups of drawings that we run through Photoshop and then do hand drawing on. And, and…we’ll be drawing outside because the sun will be shining again.