Back in 2011 when Central Saint Martins first asked me to consider teaching short courses online my initial reaction was, “Wow! Does that mean I could be spending my days on the beach in Bali, waddling down to my favourite internet cafe every so often to deliver a lesson, whilst sipping on a mango smoothie, and looking forward to a chat with the locals on my way home to the little house on stilts that I rent every time I’m there? Sounds good! Sign me up. I'm already on my way!”
Once reality kicked in however and I started to analyse the pitfalls; sporadic power cuts, slow internet connection and the relentless screeching in Balinese, “Hey! Cewek! Cewek!” (Hey! Girls!) from the cafe’s wolf-whistling pet mynah bird. Couple this with the all-roads-lead-to-question of how to recreate the unique and welcoming ambiance of my real time classroom within the confines of a computer screen, and I unreservedly concluded that teaching online was not for me.
Dressed in traditional kebaya, Balinese women wait to perform a Hari Ibu (mother’s day) temple dance.