Art is what we all have in common. Teaching art is a calling—a challenging, passion-filled calling. At Art Class Curator, our mission is to revolutionize art education and empower teachers with innovative learning activities and diverse works of art to spark student connections that last a lifetime. With our community of educators, we are kindling a passion for art that will transform generations and change the world.
Interested in joining our team, check out this page for more information.
Below, you can learn a little more about each member of the Art Class Curator team and hear some of our personal stories of art connection.
Hi! I’m Cindy Ingram, founder of Art Class Curator and the Curated Connections Library.
I have the awkward habit of crying in front of artworks, and I want the rest of the world to do it too. This noble quest has culminated in the creation of Art Class Curator, where I share how to creatively teach art appreciation and art history in a way that will spark a lifelong love of art.
I have more than fifteen years of experience in schools, museums, and non-profit organizations. I have an MA in Art Education and a BA in Art History. I had the honor of being a Marcus Fellow, a fellowship dedicated to arts leadership from the North Texas Institute for Educators on the Visual Arts. In addition to working in museums and teacher professional development, I have had the privilege of teaching art in the classroom to all grades–elementary to college.
I live in Dallas, Texas, with my awesome science nerd husband and two zany, lovely daughters. I love traveling–to visit favorite and new museums and galleries and art history sites, of course–in the US and abroad, and am midway through a 10-year plan to take my family on a grand art education adventure around the world.
To date, I have not yet made any of my students cry (knowingly), but there is still time.
Cindy’s Art Story
In the fall of 2003, I was in the process of applying to PhD programs in Art History. On New Years Day 2004, my husband and I drove down to Houston to see highlights from the MOMA museum while it was under construction.
I was speechless as I walked from painting to painting. Then, I turned the corner into a new gallery where Picasso’s Girl Before a Mirror punched me in the stomach. I actually almost fell over when I saw it from across the room. Its magnificence instantly brought me to tears. As I stared into the stark contrast of the blue and orange mirror frame, I realized that what I was looking at, according to my own eyes and heart, was pure perfection.
I became mesmerized and scared. Scared of the depth of feeling the painting created in me but also scared that feeling would never come back if I continued to study art history. I feared that if I dissected art too much for too long, it would lose its magic. I began to realize that I didn’t want to deconstruct art so much that it lost its personal meaning and essential value.
Instead of picking apart art, I wanted to help other people experience art in meaningful ways. So, I jumped ship from the Art History track, got my M.A. in Art Education, and eventually started Art Class Curator.
Madalyn Gregory is the organizer of all things at Art Class Curator. She takes notes, fills calendars, and ensures that our collaboration becomes a masterpiece. You might find her answering a comment or email, working behind the scenes to bring Cindy’s brilliance to light, or writing words to inspire our community of curators.
Before joining the Art Class Curator team, Madalyn started Internet Impresario where she helped bloggers, podcasters, lifestyle coaches, and business owners speak the language their communities needed to hear. Madalyn writes fiction and non-fiction (professionally and otherwise), devours the souls of books (you may call it reading), plays the ukulele (badly), paints (joyfully), and walks through the world with a sense of wary wonder-lust. She is mother to one natural thespian and one sports virtuoso.
Gustav Klimt, Death and Life, 1915
Madalyn’s Art Story
On the day I took the selfie above, I had one of the strangest days of my life. I was overseas for the first time. Things back home were complicated, but I was surrounded by beauty, history, and friends. That night, we were in Vienna. Our time there was brief, not nearly enough to take in all of the art museums. The choice of where to go was left to me. Anyone who knows me knows I struggle to make decisions. My mother will tell you she never gave me a choice between sweet treats. As a toddler, I’d cry when presented with the option of cherry or grape, but would be overjoyed if handed either without being asked. But that night in Austria, the choice came easily—we’d go to the Leopold Museum and see the Vienna 1900 exhibition. I was not prepared for what awaited me. We stayed until the museum closed. I walked out excavated—the art dug past layers of joy and worry and jet lag. I felt hollow and exposed.
The Leopold Museum holds many wonders and I could share several art stories from that night alone, but I’ll tell you about Gustav Klimt’s Death and Life. Around a corner, I found it. The path to the artwork was long and empty. Even across the room, it stunned. Larger than I expected, deeper and richer than I could guess. It froze me in place as my mind imagined the intent of Death and the many possible stories of the amalgam of people. Were they related? A family? Strangers? Alive? Dead? Soon to be departed? The woman with her eyes open—sickly or blushing? Does she see Death coming, does she welcome him? Every interpretation felt right and true. I pulled myself away as others sought to see the masterpiece, but returned again and again, staying at last, alone, until I could stay no longer.
I may not be Cindy’s student, but I was there with her, because of her, and the art brought tears to my eyes. I think that counts.
Amy’s role at Art Class Curator is to support the team so they can all be at their creative best. She can be found answering emails and blog comments, supporting teachers on social media, and handling lots of odds and ends behind the scenes at Art Class Curator.
Amy has an adventurous spirit and is not afraid to chase a dream, no matter where it takes her. She has lived in all of the I states except Idaho, plus C, M, O and V states. =) Amy is the mother of one and bonus mom to two. After leaving the work world to focus on mothering, she is happy to have found Art Class Curator where she can fulfil her dreams of work/life balance perfection.
You’ll often find Amy outside, no matter the weather—hiking, biking, swimming, camping, playing in the backyard with dogs and kids, or relaxing on her front porch with a cup of coffee. When Amy is stuck inside, you’ll find her in the kitchen, ready to nourish anyone who is around. If she does take time to sit still, you’ll find her doing some sort of handwork, puzzling, or playing a card game.
Amy’s Art Story
My first art memory is in a HS Art class. We studied Andy Warhol, and I created a piece that had four colorful versions of Twiggy (the English fashion model). It was the first time I was proud of something that I created, and my older sister hung it in her home for years. I grew up in a family that did not encourage the arts,and I don’t remember going to an art museum until I was an adult. I have always been attracted to color and how colors work in combination, which lead me to study and graduate with a fashion merchandising degree.
My art story is not so much a connectedness to a single piece of art, but how artists have shaped my life. While working in the Artisan Tile industry in Chicago, I met many artists who created hand-made tile companies and sold through showrooms all over the US. I was able to visit where they lived and worked—seeing a different way of living than I had ever been exposed to in my small town/sheltered world growing up or my big lights/big cities world as a young adult. I was curious. I learned from them, and I was completely changed. The common thread was a connectedness to the earth, and well, that makes sense when you are making something with clay. I started seeing the world as art, and often, when I am outside adventuring, I will stop, look around me, and identify the world with a piece of art I have seen or a color that reminds me of something in my home. I believe that art is the most important learning tool, as it incorporates all of the senses and all of the subjects. So much so, I chased that dream and moved so my child could go to a school that places all forms of art at the center of their curriculum.