Today at 8 a.m. I will be in a college classroom again, studying Anatomy and Physiology, after having not been in an academic setting since 1984 when I enrolled at the same community college so I could take classes to become a medical transcriptionist after having earned a B.A. in English Literature with a Minor in Art and finding myself unemployable in the small town where I still live. I don't have a clear idea of what my goal is this time. Despite my desire to be focused, I'm not. I need to go forward in some tangible way, even though each time I go forward I encounter massive ambivalence.
Registering as a community college student has resulted in a surprising renewed energy for drawing and for my yoga practice, rather than enthusiasm for being a student again. This quarter there were no art classes that fit my schedule. I'm not sure that I even want to take art classes. I have signed up for a yoga class at the yoga school where I first learned yoga in the late 1970s.
"A Question For The Teacher" was "drawn" using the trackpad on my iBookG4 in 2005, during the time I worked as a medical transcriptionist in my home, a time when I didn't have much time for artwork. I like the way that it looks like a woodcut or a linocut.
I still have lots of questions. If I think of being a student in a college classroom as a form of yoga practice, I'll probably be okay. I need to find a way of making a living.
"How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be?"
-- Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890)
