I emerge from my studio late this afternoon into a tranquil garden scene. The sun is still warm, even though it is time to start cooking dinner. I have just spent two hours teaching a group of utterly charming children via Zoom, and I need a little rest. I settle back on the sun lounger that I bought a couple of years ago but have never really sat on, text my husband that a beer would be nice, and a few minutes later I am holding a glass of cold lager. The can looks so pretty with its long blue shadow that after our little break Marcel returns to the office, and I start a sketch.
I’d like to tell you about the kids in my Zoom class. While I fully understand that Zoom classes aren’t for all children (because they’re not a homogenous bunch), the ones who are comfortable with it are very comfortable with it. They know when they’re muted and when they’re not – without ever seeming to check – and nod or shake their heads vigorously when I ask a question and they know I won’t hear their answer, or give me an enthusiastic thumbs-up when I ask if they’re getting on OK. They type fast to each other in the chat box as they draw and paint, making boyish, playful comments about whatever characters we’re drawing (no, the girls don’t join in the written chat as much). They fetch their dogs, haul them onto their laps to greet everyone – whether they want to or not – and we’ve had a video of cake-baking for someone’s parents who were celebrating a wedding anniversary. The children discreetly push their drawing off-camera until they’re ready to show me, and the results are always creative and well-executed.
I’m not going to say the adult students – let alone I – are as savvy as the kids when it comes to their use of the technology, but they have all got the hang of the Zoom technology now. It is surprisingly close to feeling like a real classroom, even though we are in different time zones, different continents, different climates. The occasional wobbly connection reminds us that we are looking at digital images of each other, but we still manage to get to know each other and chat. The work they produce is marvellous, and while I know that’s what they’re there for, it is the joy of making a beautiful image that I want my students to feel, so that they go out and create their own when they have the opportunity to do so, because that’s how they’ll come on in leaps and bounds.
My classes are usually fully booked the day before, but there is an opportunity to purchase a block of classes at the start of each term, thereby guaranteeing your place and also getting a free class as a bonus. There will be another term soon, designed to suit the time zones of those in Hong Kong and Australia. Keep an eye out on Instagram and Facebook, and if you are on the start of your art journey, there’ll be a course for beginners too.
The best thing of all is that the Covid crisis has given you lots of choice. You can take a pre-recorded class, and suit your own time schedule; or you can be with your instructor in person, so to speak. I prefer the latter as I love the company of my students, and I can get a feel for their progress.
The choice is yours!