I decided to reflect on the meeting in which we chose our group names…

I recall our group was rather indecisive…I think everyone felt that our name had to contain a real essence of meaning and not just the first thing that popped in our heads. Im a big believer in the power of naming something…people, books, even my blog posts for crying out loud! I think the way we chose our name kind of tells us something about who we are as a group and even as individuals. We picked kind of a ‘dumb’ name at first (no, I am not meaning to say we are dumb haha)…Apple, I believe, just so we could have something for the wiki and we figured it gave us a little extra time to think and we could change it later. I wish I could recall who came up with Inquiring heARTS but it doesn’t exactly matter now. The reason we chose this name for our group is because all of us have a very strong desire to reach not just the intellect of our students, but, at the risk of sounding cheesy, their hearts as well. We see art as a way to touch the souls of humanity and as a source of healing as well as expression. And of course, it is through inquiry that we can find better ways of doing this. And what would our group’s name be without a little bit of a nod to the arts within the name? You can thank the two group members who just happen to be art teachers and their last name is Gartley…or as they enjoy writing it: gARTley. Haha….oh yes, we are that corny.

But really, I enjoy the somewhat innocent and idealistic notions of our group as opposed to the griping, negative complaints I so often hear from people in my profession. Sorry, but I, we, actually do believe that we can make our world a better, brighter place…and one of those ways is through artistic expression and discovery, both of oneself and the world around them. Our scope is inner and outer…it must be both. We have a running joke in our group that we all poop rainbows. Slightly crude, but funny and totally true. But I think that there is something great about being that optimistic, hopeful….isn’t that part of the very fuel that landed men’s faces on our currency and glues people to their seats during shows about real life journeys to success be it in sports, music, politics, whatever?

I’m not any of those types, and I probably will never have a book written about me, or a documentary, or even as much as a magazine article. But none of that really tells us whether or not we have influence, value, or have left a mark. Sorry if this is turning into a philosophical blog. I can’t help it really, because to me, art is so deeply rooted in who we are as a race. That’s why I love the name our group chose because it speaks of something more than itself. I think everyone is and has an inquiring heart…and I think it’s important to see problems, ask questions, seek out answers. Imagine, if we use inquiry in our classrooms more….our students will learn how to see problems themselves, not just be told about them…be given a voice to ask questions, not made to be silent and always listen because they could not possibly have anything to bring to the table…and search for the answers, realizing that part of the process is making mistakes and the power we get is learning from them and trying again or making a better way. How valuable are these qualities to the generation that will one day govern our planet? Innovation, imagination, discovery, creativity…what does your heart inquire?

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