It is very clear to me that I am not an artist. I like to create things with my hands, but have a hard time just going with the flow. I like to have an idea of the finished product and prefer to make functional items. When I went to Mass Art briefly I took things like clothing, metal, and ceramics- all things that you can use rather than simply appreciate. I appreciate art, just don't have the confidence level to make it. That said, my husband was raised by artists. I was raised by a crafter. My mother is a skilled quilter, knitter, cook, basket weaver, you name it- she can make it. My mother in law is a talented sculptor and we have some of her pen & ink drawings that are amazing as well. She is the type of woman you are psyched to go to a museum with because she understands it and can help someone like me see the artistry more clearly. I'm one of those- "I like this" type people.
When we are all home and Ada has the urge to do some artwork it is so clear to me this difference in rearing. I have all the materials and have to hold myself back from helping to create the specific end result while Ada just creates. Recently Tony was home and showed Ada a technique for using watercolors that you would never assume he knew... paint with water then paint over it with the paint and let the color bleed. Well this is the only way Ada paints anymore. She has been loving it. In fact, she went on a little watercolor exploration.
This is Ada's "Study in Blue"
I guess time will tell with our little Emma, but for Ada we will continue letting her do her thing. But this weekend I hope I can convince her to make some flowers for the front window- I'm sick of looking at snowflakes and need a little spring inspiration.
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