On a personal note, which is not my usual M.O., my daughter is having surgery, nothing too serious, but I’ll be taking a brief, 2-3 week hiatus from the blog in order to focus on her and a couple of other things that have cropped up in my life right now.
I’ll still have a presence on Instagram, but you’ll probably notice fewer posts from me on Facebook. Now, enough of that. See you all back here in a few weeks.
Be sure to keep in touch with ATHGlitter via Instagram.
We all know it, art peeps are the best peeps. Outside of art school, many of us rarely come together with other artsy people. Unless you are fortunate enough to work in a large district, most art teachers rarely even see other art teachers. This probably explains why art teachers go so bonkers over art teacher gatherings, whether they be in-service days or conferences. We need our people! Our people make us feel less alone, more sane and comfortable being who we are. Continue reading
I know what you’re thinking, “you know, I don’t think I have enough Art Teaches Hate Glitter in my life. How can I get more?” Great question, and don’t worry, I’ve got you covered.
Or maybe you’re thinking, “Hey, I already follow you on _______. Why do I need to follow you anywhere else?” Another great question, and in a nutshell, you’re probably missing out on stuff. Not necessarily good stuff, but stuff nonetheless. Continue reading
A parody of a parody of a real actual show.
Announcer: There’s an old saying in the art room,* and it goes like this: “Glitter is the herpes of the art room.” Tonight, we’ll explore this phenomenon, as we travel beyond the laughter, into the darkness, and behind the name of… Art Teachers Hate Glitter.
Glitter. Every day thousands of young kids fall victim to its sparkle, its allure, its shimmer. But, do art teachers really hate glitter?
Ms. AHTG: Listen, it’s not like I hate the stuff, you know, but, that shit gets everywhere. Even when you try to contain it, there’s no containing it. I mean, once you take it out of the locked cabinet and put it in the hands of a child, you’re done for. You might as well just accept that you’re going to be picking sparkles off of everything you own, everything your friends own, for the next six months. At least.
Narrator: And Ms. ATHG was right. Continue reading
By now, it shouldn’t be any secret that I updated my blog. Clearly it has gone through an overhaul, and a pretty significant one at that. I happen to love the simpler, minimalist design, but maybe you’re missing some of the old page elements. Maybe you’re missing all of the old sidebar widgets. Mourn no more, because I’m here to reassure you, all of those elements are still here. Oh yes, they are. And I’m going to show you where to find them.
If you take a look at the top of the page, you’ll notice three neat little icons. Go ahead, I’ll give you a moment to scroll back up. See them? What are those, you wonder? Well, I’m glad you asked. Continue reading
Art Teachers Hate Glitter 