I have not written since the winter.  A lot has happened since then. Always at the end of a session,  Fall , Winter, Spring , I am enamored with the student artwork of that session. Once again I am looking back  at a body of work, in love.   The children have produced beautiful art, week after week. So many classes and individuals involved in art process, each one unique, sweet and  challenging.  I like being part of the kids wild energetic scene.  

                            
What you see on this website is only a small fraction of the great volume of artwork that was produced in the studio this year. The children’s work is intuitive and energetic, sometimes tender and joyful.  I will miss it.  I have tried to collect some of  the images here to share with you.   Work from abovoagogo is hanging in houses all over Ithaca.  Look through. You can see as the students gain mastery over the page and the composition begins to gel.   
   
The parade was great fun.  Thanks to everyone whgo helped to make it happen. So many people call out  “abovoagopgo  abovoagogo!” as I walked down the street.   This town has learned to say abovoagogo!  Its been a great year.

Now it is July. Camp is begining, sculpture, puppets.    There are three tons of new sand in my yard, the canopy is up and the cement mixer is ready to go.    The sand box is a beautiful thing.  Fascinating to watch it change, day by day.   Cody and Lyal (my kids) have established their territories, creating outposts, houses, roads and dams., "Sylvestertown".  There are now many more children claining their mother’s attention and working in their yard. They are staking out their territories.  Here in the sandbox we see a reflection of dispute and detant.  A political balance.    I embrace this new sandbox,  let the party begin.   I will be casting until the snow flies.