I was pretty little when I started going to Art Class with my Mom. I think. I have one memory of making a drawing using this new idea of a horizon line that I'd picked up at school. I was really proud to show what I knew to the other people in the studio. I remember the studio space like I've heard church described, vaulted ceilings of old honey-colored wood, huge windows that looked out onto Lake Michigan, enveloping quiet and the smell of turpentine. My Mom absolutely treated her time in the studio with as much reverence as a person going to church.
I was allowed to use her giant newsprint pad and anything in her tackle box. Sometimes people would let me try out their supplies too, and sometimes I would wander into the hall and have a cookie and maybe some tea or look through the stalls of paintings in progress just behind the models stage. My brother the actor had already been in enough plays in my life to know how cool it was to stand under the lights on a stage, so when the studio's teacher-in-residence asked me to sit under the lights so they could name the kind of brown they saw in my eyes I felt immeasurably special.
Each artist at work used different materials. It was mostly 2-dimensional work, but the styles and subjects were all so different. There was a teacher, who didn't really behave like teachers I had met at school. She asked questions, she drew out answers, she offered ideas and never gave a direction, she clearly had special powers.
I became an art teacher, this fall will begin my tenth year. Once I learned that the studio is a space for participants to find their own voice and then let it guide their own development, I wanted to remain a part of that community.
This summer I'm trying out an idea that seems really radical to me: using the studio environment to explore finances and our relationship with money. Back in January, a dear friend of mine and frequent partner in self-inquiry, shared with me her intention to question her thinking about money and all the areas where that thinking affects her life. She was preparing for a major transition and was looking for "a new way". Her enthusiasm was contagious, and I signed up to join her. I startled myself, I was actually excited to focus attention on an area where I'd never had much interest and never believed I had much aptitude for. Money meant math and I had decided that I was completely no good at that. With that totally wackadoo way of thinking securely in place, I have still managed to make my way through the world, and so some tiny part of me was curious what could change and develop in this life were I to approach money "a new way". If I was able to survive fairly well believing that I was "no good at math and money", things can only improve for me, right?! July 15th, the Financial Wellness Studio begins. My dear friend, Beth Clyne, and I have designed a 12-week course to explore and re-think our relationships with money and the possibility of wealth. Our sights are set on a new way, more closely aligned with reality. I am really proud of what these first steps have created in my life and so excited to see how it serves you! The class is available to 10 participants for this maiden voyage, so reserve a spot by sending me an email at: firstname.lastname@example.org