Russell Granet
At the End of the Day, a Teaching Artist is an Artist First
Posted by Mar 10, 2014
Russell Granet
I graduated conservatory in 1988 and my first job out of school was as a teaching artist. I moved back to New York City after completing my studies at the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art. I was looking for work and had no interest in returning to my previous life in college as a bellman - a gig that paid well, but this was before luggage had wheels. I asked a buddy of mine from high school, who had also moved to NYC to pursue a career in professional theatre, what he was doing and he said he was a teaching artist. I had never heard the term before so I asked him what it was and how I could become one. He said the job had three requirements and in this order:
1. You had to like kids
2. You had to be a morning person because school started early and you couldn’t be late
3. You had to have an expertise in an art form
Sounded reasonable. I applied for a position at the same organization where my friend worked. I got the job. My first assignment was to co-teach with a woman from Schenectady NY, neither one of us had ever stepped foot in a NYC public school. I was given a name of a teacher, room number, and grade level and so began my career as a teaching artist.
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