current Education Director at the Custer County Art & Heritage Center, Miles City, Montana. What follows is a personal account of my Art Education adventures.
Demographics Served
MY CURRENT ROLE... allows me to teach art to multiple demographics. On a monthly basis I work with senior citizens through the local nursing home/extend care facilities and the VA Hospital. On a monthly basis I also work with children who have developmental behaviors. During the school year I work with rural school students, local adult students and the local after school program. In the summers I work with the local kids during the summer art program. The Art Centers website is: www.ccac.milescity.org
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Outside Corner
Marie made some really good spinach dip during lunch the other day. If you look close enough you can see identical chunks of chip hanging on my and Jack's lips. Samuel had a hard time reaching the bowl - but he found a way. We are making headway on the Silver Maple. We gave 2 loads of wood to the Sheep Camp and Donna got a lot of limbs. We are keeping what it piled up. The big log is awaiting the Alaskan Sawmill. Ted's friend is bringing one down. I am pretty much way excited about that. We cleared the juniper bush in the front. It's proximity was depreciating the value of the house. This spring we will replenish the landscaping value and plant a bush a bit further away.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Jack & The Front Porch (Room)
Our house was built in 1907. The front porch was originally open to the elements. Judging by the siding, it was framed-in and enclosed during the 1940s. Since its first enclosement it has scene a few different makeovers, and with each layer the room gets smaller. A few mornings ago while Marie and the boys were at a play-group I decided to take the hammer to the ceiling of the porch. After knocking off a layer of the plaster/stucco composition I discovered a layer of really nice wainscoating. I drilled a few small holes through the wainscoating and I am pretty sure that only a small skiff (about 1-2 inches) of 1940s insulation seperates me from the rafters. I save my breath and just say they that a wee bit more remodeling is in the near future.... how about the near rafters. Here is Jack. Perched high atop. Overseeing all chainsaw and wood loading activities. The boys and Marie splashed in all of the melting snow puddles today.
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