Monday 14 August 2017

L'Age Baston 2017

Every week, every year, the weather, the people. Everything is different which means it is never dull to work in this way. This year had some different dynamics that kept me on my toes. The first week was a small group - but they all wanted tutoring at their own pace, which gave me a lot of reward as teacher. The second week had more people but some had come with their own projects and agenda, which meant my role was more fluid and in ways uncertain.  It felt there was a good round up at the end of the week and I remind myself... It is a holiday for them, not an art course. I did some sketches that will remind me of the time but most of my input was on the whiteboard and will be lost in the dustbins of France.
 I was picked up by my dear friend Sue who drove down the length of France with me, looked after our dogs and picked me up for a trip out on the changeover day. The last photo is of the lake I have been sitting next to, watching heron and blue skies, breeze ripple and calm, a kingfisher. We have swum and walked, weeded, watered and cut back brambles - it's been a thoroughly restful end to the trip. Now packing for the return journey and looking forward to my own weeds and watering.