One might think that after years of periodically witnessing our art students wander aimlessly up and down the grand hallway searching desperately for inspiration, I might have been more sensitive to the burdens of a creative block. I guess you can’t know until you’ve been there- and more than ever, in the last 14 days, I’ve been wandering that hallway myself.  I had a moment of self-realization last week, and pumped out some thoughts that came straight from the heart- but that’s about all I’ve had.  Now, I’m fessing up.  I am standing on a wordless dead end corridor. By admitting it, I’m hoping that I can turn around, go back down the stairs and wander back to where I started,  finding the inspiration I’m looking for without the pressure of production. That said, I also suspect you’ll all sleep fine without my blogs and will happily make do with the more visual posts on FB and Instgram.

So, what did I want to write lengthy and lovely blogs about?  Adventures in the historic marketplace at Troyes juxtaposed with a visit to their impressive modern art museum, musings in the garden and atelier of the one of my personal favorites, Pierre August Renoir, and finally, a wonderful visit from our dear friend Claude and his lovely granddaughter Zoe, as he returned once again to share in his talent and passion for water color.

So, there may be some slight irony here- I am writing this bit, aren’t I? Fingers crossed this self-proclaimed block is close to over, and I can stop wandering aimlessly in the hallway.

A bientot,

Beth

PS- The students are having fun and working hard! They are not wandering helplessly and will have lots of fabulous work on Friday night for their exhibition.