A long, long, time ago I was an art student. Well okay, I was a student who took two college art courses (three if you count Art in Humanities. Which no one does.) In hind sight I wish I had double majored. Not because I was good at it, but because I enjoyed it. And because the point of going to school was to learn.
But I was young and in my youthful arrogance/naitive I had the silly notion that one should only study what one was already good at. Ahem. So I was a history/psychology gal who dabbled in art, theatre and writing.
This is what is left of her paints from that year.
On Friday we dug them out along with a tub of markers and Miles and I went to creating.
I painted and he drew maps and Hobbitt scenes.
I figured now was as good a time as any to get my brush wet.
But it was fun to try something new. To start. To play for the sake of playing.
I highly recomend it.