O Art, Where art thou?

When I was little, I thought painting and drawing were a type of magic. I wanted to learn. Learn to draw books made the top of my Scholastic book order lists. While I attempted the instructions, my drawings were always a little wonky compared to the ones in the books. Tracing the finished products worked much better.

Every Christmas when we did our name exchange, I asked for paints, a simple tray of watercolors would suffice, but one of those plastic yellow Crayola organizers with the places for watercolors, crayons, markers, and poster paints (oh my heart!) would have made my Christmas. My mother must have learned something I have not yet learned with my own daughters. (I would have been careful, I promise!) She whispered “markers” to every person who received my name. Paint equals mess. I have glitter paint stuck to the dining room floor and red nail polish splattered on the bathroom wall.


But my children have a fantastic art teacher who exposes them to all manner of techniques and styles. They’ve emulated the movement in Starry Night and created their own Blue Dogs.


Each year they bring home a thick portfolio of projects from which I can pick and choose for our home walls.

I also have the opportunity to feature the paintings of a talented local artist and friend, Kristi Lynn. Her paintings and collages are filled with joy and make me smile each time I see them.
I hope her works inspire my children to develop their creativity. She inspires me to pick up a paint brush or a sketch book every now and then.

About Joselyn

SAHM writing romance with at a case of the giggles. Former librarian. Avid reader. Runner.
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9 Responses to O Art, Where art thou?

  1. What lovely pieces! I remember the messes that little ones can make. Luckily, my youngest is very careful and likes things to be clean so when he paints the paint goes on the canvas only. His sister was another story when she was younger. I went through several Mr Clean Magic Erasers.
    I hope your children keep creating.

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  2. Patricia Kiyono says:

    With three artistic children, I can see that it would be difficult to choose which projects to display in your house! My kids had an awesome art teacher, too. I ran out of wall space at times. And your friend’s art work is lovely.
    That being said, I totally disagree with your self-assessment concerning art. Your artistry with a sewing machine is incredible. I love seeing the fabulous things you do when you upcycle clothing that you get from the thrift store, and the lovely quilts and muffs that you create from scraps of this and that. Like I mentioned earlier in the week, art (to me) doesn’t necessarily mean something you put in a frame.

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  3. jeff7salter says:

    love your title today — perfect.
    In my generation, markers didn’t yet exist on the general market… and certainly not in colors. [The TV weatherman did have a big black grease pen, though.]
    My parents always encouraged my youthful artistic efforts — but I’ll tell y’all more about that tomorrow.

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  4. I hoped to get a glimpse into all of our lives through what art they chose to display, yours are lovely! How wonderful.I love art and encouraged my kids, but I am pretty bad at it.

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    • Joselyn says:

      I’m learning that it doesn’t matter if you are good at it. It’s more important to enjoy the process. When I paint, it’s more about what the colors are doing on the page rather than the finished project.


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