Portrait of mom with puffball
And red eyes. This is a fairly stupid observation to make, but Hannah's style varies with whatever material she's using. As a parent I've gone for the washable, the non-toxic, the non-staining -- the non-messy. Which all means art materials of questionable color and strength (Crayola poster yellow is an abomination). So I've been going through all her art supplies, gradually replacing them with some of the safer ones I use: Drawing pencils that go upwards of B, tempera and gouache, wooden color pencils in a better color range, and with the last I'll even spring for an electric sharpener. Now that she's past the age where she'd feed whole pencils into the sharpener just to see them get swallowed alive.
The popularity of markers was a surprise to me: Until I had a kid I never realised children did entire drawings with markers. Perhaps because they don't have to work very hard to get strong color? And, boy, I don't know what to think of this product, and where it could take a kid's art bin: "Crayola Mess-Free Color Wonder."
One day she looked at me and said, "Mommy, I like your puffball. Can I touch it?" She was talking about my daily attempt to corral rabid curly hair.
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June 6, 2008
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A new series: Over the years I've built a small collection of old wooden type, which I'm using on plates that I make, assembling various letters and punctuation marks to make lone words which read as though they have been plucked from a larger context, sort of like random snippets of conversation.
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