Thursday, January 21, 2010
A bad mommy moment
I love kid's art work. I see all these great pictures in magazines where they have their kid's wonderful, colorful, whimsical, huge paintings decorating their home. So, I try it... I arm my children with canvases and acrylic paint (in a perfect, selected by mommy, palette) and let them paint their hearts out. They had fun. They learned about color mixing. They used a lot of paint. They did not, however, create anything wall worthy. I tried not to look disappointed, but my 6 year old Noah Boah could tell. When he hugged me and told me, "I'm sorry my painting isn't good" I felt like the worst mommy ever. What sort of artist and art teacher mom puts pressure on her kids to create a certain way? So, after I apologized and let them paint like crazy, on paper. I put them to bed and came up with this solution:
The painting is mine. It is based on one of Noah's wonderful drawings of robots that I had in my journal. I like the painting, he likes the painting, I think I'm on to something here!