I have not had internet for almost a week. It feels like an eternity. It is amazing how hooked I am on the internet. My connection to so many people. Reading blogs is so validating, knowing I am not alone. Facebook to see how family and friends are doing. Emails, often vital links to people. Goodness, how dependent I have become.
I am behind in posting my sketches. This is flourish. A beautiful word. We had fun sketching this out. This may be the start of a beautiful artistic tradition with my children! My youngest joined us this time. She wanted her plants to flourish with some water. It all started because I accidentally spilled something on her paper. She was a little upset at first. But then I said artists always change mistakes into part of the picture. (well, maybe not always). And she quickly turned her thinking around, got up and poured herself a glass of water and sprinkled it over her paper.
This one is my oldest daughters who decided to go with a poem and drawing.
Here is the water sprinkly one by my youngest daughter.
This one my oldest daughter did. Not so much about flourish but rather about our dog. I just wanted to save it in a picture because I liked her angle. As a child I don't think I would have thought of aerial views, nor do I think I could do one. I have to say that Bella's art teacher has a lot to do with her abilities. She has done a great job teaching my kids about art. We couldn't ask for a finer teacher.
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