bathtub poetry

I took a bath before to try to help with my fibromyalgia pain. I was reading a book called How Poetry Can Change Your Heart by Andrea Gibson and Megan Falley. I only got a few pages in when I realized I had a poem inside me, waiting to burst free. Luckily, I had my cell phone near the bathtub. I opened up my "Notes" app, where I regularly write poetry, and wrote this short poem. Do you ever write poetry in odd places?

We Will Not Be Silenced 

the stories they

whisper about 

behind the backs 

of the unfortunate 

protagonists are

the stories that

must be shouted aloud

in the most brash,

urgent way possible

printmaking adventures!

Back in October, I went to a printmaking class at the Montclair Art Museum in Montclair, New Jersey (USA). I was nervous about going to the class because I had never made art in front of other people before. I was able to relax and enjoy the class, though. In fact, I had a ton of fun! The class was six hours long. We spent the first three hours working on a gelatin plate. The second half was devoted to making designs on a thin plate and then passing through a letter press.  But the fun did not stop once the class was over. The class inspired me to have a few more printmaking sessions using my gelatin plate. Have you ever taken an in-person art class? If so, please tell me about it!