Copy cat.


Copy Cat.

Copy Cat.

A couple of weeks ago my daughter drew a picture, and then firmly instructed me to paint a copy. She was very firm in the colour selection, and I was told not to stray from her composition or subject matter. I have been a bit slow getting the painting finished, but I hope to complete it soon.

If you are wondering what it is, it’s a three jet engine, three propeller, and six wing airplane. Apparently it lands on its side with wheels that extend from its right wingtips. There are also candy cane clouds, and lollypop bushes. Groovy.

Big Projects.


Projects.

Projects.

On the weekend we had a real old style winter storm. I’m not talking about a bit of snow. This was the type of storm that shut everything down for two days. Happily we didn’t lose power, and it was actually nice to be at home safe and sound as winter raged around us.

The kids decided a big project was needed, and they laid claim to every piece of cardboard they could find. Much paint, glue, and tape was placed on everything except whatever it was they were making… I think they were building a submarine.

Daily Studio Photo. January 14, 2012.


January 14, 2012.

January 14, 2012.

This is the front window of my studio. Saturday is always busy and I haven’t made it into the studio today. I have learned something though. The front of the house needs to be painted.

The All Over Approach Of A Child.


Anna's drawing.

Anna's drawing.

I’ve always loved how a child’s drawing will spill across the paper and leave few areas untouched. In our house the spilling of drawings often goes beyond the paper, and will wander onto whatever surface the kids are working on. Tables, chairs, floors, and sometimes even the walls have marks left behind as reminders that art was made here.

A Trip Down Memory Lane.


Anna's memory lane.

Anna's memory lane.

My daughter Anna discovered the box we keep all her art in. She had a wonderful time wandering through her many drawings, paintings, and other creations. I hadn’t looked in the box in awhile, and what surprised me was just how much stuff was packed into that small container. And now I have to put it all back.

Anna drew a map.


My 5 year old daughter drew a map of our neighborhood, and I was surprised at how accurate it was. She wasn’t happy with how our house looked so she crossed it out and redrew it. The cross hatching in the lower right corner represents our neighborhood park, and the houses in the top part of the map represent her cousin’s house, and her friend’s house. I especially like the dotted lines in the middle of the streets.