Showing posts with label drawing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drawing. Show all posts

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Drawing: what do you see?

I finished quite a bit of this weeks school work done early so I could spend a little time drawing.

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This is the finished product. Well almost finished product anyway, I’m very rarely happy with anything I draw… I always end up fiddling with them, little changes here and there.

The Man says he really likes it but he saw something completely different from what I ‘intended’ when I set out to draw. That’s fine, art is largely what the viewer sees . Oddly enough the Kiddo sees the picture the same way The Man does, though he invented a long drawn out story to go with it.

So what do you see when you look at it? And of course, what do you think?

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

creativity

It seems like an awful lot of my posts lately have something to do with the Kiddo and his drawing. But at the risk of boring you I'm going to do another one...

The story on this first picture is this: On Sunday The Kiddo was given a book (several sheets of paper with pictures drawn on them stapled together) by his cousin. He loves it, I don't think before that day he had realized that he could write his own books.

Yesterday he told me that the book wasn't quite right though. He said "it's a book about the tooth fairy but it has no words! It can't be a book without words. I have to write words in it so that her book can be right, I can finish it for her." He asked me to help but (I am sheepish to admit) I was a little busy at the moment so told him to see what he could do on his own. He sat down at the table with her book and some crayons and I went back to what I was doing.

He got bored fairly quickly and he told me on his way from the table "I can't write the word tooth fairy, I don't know HOW and I need help... so I am going to go play instead." I told him we'd work on it after lunch if he wanted and when I went to clean up the crayons. I found this...
It's the cover to his own book, he drew a car and the title spelled to the best of his phonic ability "Lightning McQueen" I photo shopped it a bit to help you see it, the crayon doesn't show up very well on construction paper.

The next picture is something he drew that I really think Uncle T will appreciate. He watched One Hundred and One Dalmatians this morning with breakfast and when he sat down to color this afternoon he felt the need to "write music" to go with the dogs.
I AM biased but I don't hesitate to say that I think, for a 5 year old, he's got some amazing creativity going on. I'm so glad he finally decided that coloring and drawing is worth his time.
(playing his music)

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Wind, Robots, and the Alphabet

Today the Kiddo's snuffly nose cold turned into a cold with cough. Which is actually a little easier to medicate and a lot easier on him (he can breath). It's 77 degrees outside but we skipped out outdoor playtime due to 20mph wind gusts.

To entertain ourselves we read. His reading goal for the program via the library is 20 minutes a day so we sat together and read for 40 minutes (two books). I am mean, I make him read the words (I figure it doesn't count if I'm reading TO him, he must be reading WITH me). He made it through both books and as a reward I gave him a chocolate kiss.

Then he asked if he could draw robots so I dug up some paper and let him go.
When he was done with his picture he signed it. He writes his name by himself now days, no help and no prompting. There's a man on the far right, a big robot (his favorite) and a smaller one. He hung the picture on the fridge so that the Man would see it when he got home. Then he scribbled random shapes on several pieces of paper, I wandered off... I came back to this:
It figures that just as I get over the excitement of having him able to write his name by himself he has to top it and write the whole dang alphabet*!! I think he has his grannies brains *grin*

*note the backwards J and N...

Thoughts...

Thoughts Become Things; Choose The Good Ones.