It was my dream to run a workshop at Papemelroti. Robert and I had a brief chat about it on Messenger during the pandemic. As it happened, he passed on, and those touched by his legacy and love continue. Yesterday, that dream materialized.
I held a Hand-Building Pottery Workshop at the main branch of Papemelroti, where five students played with clay in shared breathwork. My small circle of students was led by Cris Tanjutco. We go a long way back to our reading and literacy advocacy days. Meeting her husband, Galvin, and her son, Asher, felt like coming full circle. It was a family affair. With them were her brother, Mark, and his spouse, PL—both natural at hand-building.
From this workshop, I carry learning experiences too. I need a bigger trolley, that’s for sure. Always make room for student choice and agency. I have yet to master the business side of this endeavor. For now, I hold on to the non-monetary returns of the experience.
Till next clay-ventures!
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