The next in the series of vignettes and pensées written by my husband, David Wolf, on an extended stay in Paris one early summer. May this warm your day, and help you notice your world.
The Art Teacher
The fine “hairs” on the cluster of bright green oval geranium buds in the planter next to our table. The pale pink full clouds of the geranium’s blooms in the mid-day light. The dead leaf fading and curling in the potting soil.
“Painting, drawing—making art in general—it’s all about noticing the world,” I remember my tenth-grade art teacher, Mrs. Milligan, saying on the first day of class, some 25 years ago. She went on to teach us that if we found we had no talent in the end for making art, just noticing the world as an artist does could be enough.
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