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When you’re teaching

six to ten year olds art,

the biggest hurdle

is the concept of

what you know

and what you see.

You take them out to the field,

finding an ample vantage point,

clip boards and sturdy paper

at the ready of sharpened pencils,

and tell them to draw

what they see, not what they know.

Then use works to show

how one piece leaned

more on known—

the far house was identifiable

as a structure—

but wasn’t quite what we see.

dear diary

Yesterday the path to where I teach art was national news, so I had direct knowledge how that report was handled. Things getting tight, who knows what tomorrow will bring.... Good news is I had a great, great class today teaching art. Near the end I sprung a couple questions about the intellectual ground we had covered in terms of art, and the replies were spot on. See? Life is still beautiful. We just have to fix what's wrong first.

I hate to think

 that reports from earlier this year about corporate media folding up all local/traditional points of reporting in regards to weather, and raking them to regional offices, is why this late tragedy occurred

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two deliveries for two different plays

 “Don’t hate me for not bein’ dumb as you.”

“Wait a minute mother fucker, we already went through this—you gonna be pissed because I’m not dumb as you?”