The Joy of Art

I am enjoying my new groups of students this semester, if only for the fact that I have a stolen moment here and there to draw! I am busier than I have ever been, flying around the school to three different classrooms, one of which is filled with 33 students (and a Drama class at that...33 actors!). My room is an absolute mess, with piles of miscellaneous papers everywhere on my desk and smears of paint and glaze on the tables,  I'm planning each lesson on the whim (valid material though!), but I actually have time to talk with the kids, to circulate, and discuss art, and get to know each other, and actually enjoy what I am doing here and there instead of just babysitting. THAT is lovely.
And nicest of all, I get to draw. It is hard teaching art and never having time to art for oneself. I, personally, tend to doubt that I have any artistic sensibilities at all, until I have a moment to pick up a pencil and remind myself, hey! you're an artist! Always nice to remember. I am quite happy with this eye I drew....Not perfect, I know, but I like it. I didn't realize I could even do such a thing - I don't generally draw in pencil but paint instead after a quick sketch! But, I'm developing my skills. I do, after all, only have Art 9 under my belt as an art course I took.
As for another art form, I'm thinking it is time to sit down with a nice hot cup of tea and plug away at my story. I enjoyed my drawing, and sometimes I think I'd love to illustrate my own book. Wish I could take an art course! But now it's time to make a story, or there will be no scenes to draw. Hmmm...where did I leave off?