I got a new contract to teach an art appreciation course at a new college for me.. new book new folks..long drive... The book is quite interesting and takes a look at the processing of the work through visual literacy, ideas around processing sign, symbol etc. so in some ways, I like it better that the Gilbert I use for my other courses. It is a little too much for this semester for me to have three Art 101's... maybe Barbara will give me another studio instead. I will find out Thursday evening. Then I will have to reshape my five week syllabus back to fifteen meeting twice a week. It never stays the same... It means I have to read this huge book...
I did begin the syllabus and gave the course outline a shot.. Have a feeling there is a supplemental book with a study guide that they did no give me at orientation that would make life a bit easier..
I have a staff development presentation tomorrow afternoon and at the last minute I was kicked out of the computer lab by this angry tech who informed me that the lab would be down all day tomorrow. So, of course, I do not have my PowerPoint..I do not have my mandala template or handout.. So, instead of teaching without a net, I will be giving a workshop without a net.. or power point.. or handouts.. well, maybe no one will come... or since it is about transformation.. maybe there is some magical.. no not even..
My health insurance is ending on August 31. I have been given totally wrong information and misleading helpfulness. Today, I went to the County Benefits Office and finally have the information I need. It is a weird thing, I can stand silently and get screamed at, lied to, disrespected.. threatened.. and nothing... so today, this man was really helpful and wrote out the document I needed, stating that I had continuous coverage etc, and of course, I burst into tears..
What does that mean?
Tomorrow, before I go to the Dean's Breakfast, I have a followup mammogram. This is the one to see if the lump has grown back from February. I am sure everything will be fine. Hopefully this will clear up that part of my medical history.
Really, I need some time off. Some place quiet. Where someone makes me tea, rubs my back.. tells me everything will be ok..
Tolle says there is no good news, there is no bad news, there is only news...he is wrong about that when it comes to lumps... no lumps is good news.
and will there be time for art?
The Mirror/Metaphor show is shaping up nicely, so I am very proud of that effort.
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