When I was growing up, I remember watching a show on public television that featured a painter. I used to love how he could take a blank canvas and create images with, what seemed to me, splotches of paint here and there. It all happened so fast, but when it was over, he had created a lovely forest, or a lake or any number of beautiful pictures.
I remember thinking that I wanted to be able to do that. I lived in that dream until I took an art class in 7th grade and realized I just didn’t have the drawing thing. Whatever it was that they had, I didn’t have it. I couldn’t translate what was in my head to the paper. At that point, I resigned myself to never being an artist.
Isn’t it funny how we have an idea in our head of what something is? An artist is so much more than someone who paints or draws.
It wasn’t until my daughter went to a performing arts high school that I realized that art basically flows in my blood. I love art in every form and some I can even participate in, like writing.
It was also at that time, that I realized each one of my kids had the same blood flowing through them. Adelle amazes me almost daily with her artistic talents. She decided in her sophomore year in high school that acting just wasn’t for her, but she loves the back stage action. She builds sets for the theater and also paints a little in her spare time.
I didn’t have any pictures of any of her finished projects, but I found this one of her “on the job” that I am love with. She also painted me the picture below and gave it to me for Christmas.
Jaxon loves his football, but I think his real passion is for drawing and finding the beauty in the world around him. As some of you know, I’ve featured his photos on my Worldess Wednesday posts, but I’ll share another one with you here. He has such a good eye for capturing the beauty in our world.
He also loves to draw and these are just a few of the things he’s drawn free hand.
I’ve already posted quite a bit about Andru. In fact, I just did a search on my blog for his name, and I was surprised at how many posts came up. I quote that kid all the time because he is funny as hell. Turns out, he also has the biggest imagination. He creates stories in his head and acts them out and changes them when he gets bored. I wrote about one in my post, My Son’s Imaginings.
He was bored this summer and decided to write a story. Here is a small excerpt from it:
“Just to give you an idea of my situation, I was in a doorway that was at the far left corner from the main doors. He was sort of limp-walking across the room. And as he started to get closer, I heard him mutter in a harsh, hoarse voice, “Don’t Make a sound.” As he said this, he looked up to reveal a horrifying sight. He had blood and what looked like tears dripping down from his eye sockets – his very dark and very empty eye sockets. The blood and tears dripped down to a wide, creepy smile.”
I suppose the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree when it comes to artistic ability and I couldn’t be a more proud Mama.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G. Hill. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “art.” Write a post regarding “art,” be it an object or a name. Note: I’m not asking you to draw something, but if you’d like to, we’d love to see that too! Enjoy!” Feel free to click the link and join us in our stream of consciousness writing.