Yesterday, after finishing my day teaching, I got to spend some enjoyable time to myself in the coffee shop I used to work at. I sipped on an Americano and a yummy bowl of potato leek soup while putting together this blog post. Then, with oil pastels, I put the finishing touches on some secretmessage artwork to be used in the Secret Message Society for the upcoming year.
When I exited the building and was walking to my car I started thinking about my Advent Word I'd picked for the day - MOVE. I smiled, thinking about my last class I had taught that day (one of my three most difficult classes) and how much MOVEment occurs in that classroom. With MOVE on my mind, I made it a point in that class to flow with their MOVEment as best I could instead of trying to stand like a blockade in the midst of them, forcing them to do something more passive and confined. I noticed that though the room seemed like complete chaos, this class actually produced the most creative art I had seen thus far in the week. When they were asked to add their own ISH cat faces, they went for it! The results were thrilling and I told them I thought so.
In my fourth grade classes we talked about still life's this week, and I told them how much easier it is to practice drawing something if that something stands still. Attempting to draw their baby brother or sister or cousin would be wildly more difficult than drawing a pear. As I was considering how easier STILL life's were to create and what art I could come up with that would encompass the word "MOVE," I passed a wooden door with green paint that caught my eye.
Of course, a door!
I took a picture of the door, because I had to get home, and later I used the photo and oil pastels to draw this door-ish art you see above.
In Course 101 of The Magic School we watch Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium which has a Door of Rooms. We also use Keri Smith's book The Imaginary World of... That book begins with a picture of a cracked door.
In the Wild Mystic's course, Into the Dark Night, we begin with the notion that "someone left the gate open" for us to slip through.
The fiction book I am currently reading, a spin-off of Alice in Wonderland, talks about a locked door on the beach that stands strangely alone, without any doorframe. The door says "keep out" on one side and "out keep" on the other side. The main character becomes fixated on that door and getting through it.
To me, a door means I have options. It means I am not stuck. It means there is a way to keep MOVE-ing forward. A door is a portal and I like to keep one tucked in my back pocket just in case I feel trapped.
Earlier this week I created a little house out of cardboard, like these. I didn't get out my Exacto knife to cut out windows, but I did cut out a little door that could MOVE back and forth. Interesting foreshadowing for my Advent Day 3, and my word "move," don't you think?