Art, Education & Learning Styles

I know these things can be a little tortured and simplistic.
I would greatly appreciate well-intentioned feedback.
Cheers, Ingrid


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Hintonburg Art Throwdown!

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Thank you Hintonburg Happening! @HintonburgHap
What a lovely day. Great people. Fun art throwdown!
What a lovely two months it turned into. @JLeiper @Kitchissippi @wellington_west
Video to follow…..

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did you find anything new in the past – poem

did you find anything new
in the past he asked
of course she thought
but said no instead

the way he’d crossed the room
her childhood friend
as though he were her lover
but didn’t know it yet


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Post-Traumatic Growth

Interesting concept and word mash-up.
But, does the theory work the same if trauma is experienced by young children?
Click on Picture to link to Huffpost Article from 1/2/2016

Spacey Ingy


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Solstice 2015 – Walk in the Woods

Solstice 2015 – Hike-in glamping in the rain – Gatineau Park.

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I wrote this poem in reverse – poem

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I could have gone to bed early
as per usual
but i didn’t

i saw a film i hadn’t seen before
and parts of one that i had
that’s when i thought of you

and all of a sudden
the dawn and the birds
began to chirp

not that i regret it
i’m happier now
despite the quiet

the crow sent me to bed
i locked the doors
the cats were in or out.

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Artists we are – poem

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the canary in the coal mine
the nerve ending
the windsock
the empath

we are here for you
whether you want us
or not

we are artists
aware of our collective loneliness
every day
in every way
whether you want it
or not

we are the earth
and the rain
and the wind
and the fire
and the metal
and the quiet

you’re welcome

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