Designated Doodler

If you would have told me that I would be a teacher while I was in high school, I probably would have laughed. And as my chuckles died down I'd wait for you to tell me what I was really going to be when I grew up. But I've come a long way since high school - a very very long way. Even in the past two years I've transformed a great deal, and it's been a positive transformation. Getting out of advertising was probably the best decision of my life. And now, as I face the prospect of having my own classroom I realize that I have soooo much more to learn, so much farther to go. Luckily I'm a fast learner, and having spent 16 years in a classroom, I'm not starting from absolute zero. I actually took to learning about teaching rather quickly. And luckily - incredibly - I passed four TExES tests in one summer. So I'm able to teach elementary, middle or high school. I'm able to teach English, art, or journalism. And having so many options really helps when ...

Houstonians, I need your help! The deadline to purchase tickets for the upcoming RAWK Holiday Show is fast approaching - and whatever tickets I don't sell - I have to buy myself. Needless to say, on a teacher's salary, that's no bueno. So if you're a human being that lives in Houston and enjoys having fun, I urge you to buy a ticket to the show! Details: * $15 a ticket * Event is at Stereo Live (10 mins from downtown, 20 mins from Katy) * Event is December 11 from 7:30pm - 12:00am (stay as long or as little as you want) * Buy tickets here:  http://www.rawartists.org/lizrector * Cocktail attire (skirt/dress for the ladies, button-down shirt (tie) & dress pants for guys) Why you should go: + You're supporting local artists just by showing up + It's a great idea for a date night ("Hey honey, let's grab dinner at a fancy restaurant and then go check out Liz's art!") +You can buy holiday gifts for people! +My art is not pricey...

You'd think that a person who got twelve hours of sleep last night wouldn't be daydreaming about a nap, yet hereI am. It just looks so dark outside, despite sunset being three hours away. My class starts at 7:00. It's so incredible being able to teach others art...painting. And although it hasn't started yet I can picture all of the paints arranged neatly in their plates, the fidgety faces staring back at me, worried about their paintings that don't exist yet. But then I talk and their expressions relax. I move and they move and our canvases go from white to finished. And the best ones, the best paintings, are done by those who can shut their brains off. Turn their anticipation for perfection off. Stop thinking. It's probably why I'm an artist. It's the strongest drug. Let go of everything, just move, and when you're done you have this beautiful expression of thought. But you can't think too much when making it. It's a delicate process th...