kid art

Ok, first I would like to thank Snavy for inviting me to do a blog with her. I have been considering this blog thing for a while and she is getting me off my butt to do something about it. This should be a learning experience for me, a confirmed technophobe who somehow has developed a whole group of friendships online...go figure.

Snavy's kids are obviously experimenting with some rather advanced representational abstract art concepts. I think the monochromatic theme and bold strokes speak to their frustration with the rigid impostion of outmoded heirarchal roles in this cynical postmodern age. The simplicity and movement of the piece indicate a strong desire for freedom from adhering to societal expectations.

My own daughter, when she was 3, dabbled in such similar expressions. She wanted to finger paint so I set her up in one of those kid chairs that clips onto a table figuring it would contain the mess to the immediate area. She sat there happily smearing blobs of paint across a piece of paper. I had taken her shirt off so if she got paint on herself it was no biggie, no clothes ruined. We painted together a while, very sedately. Then I heard the washing machine stop in the next room. She was content. It would take me 30 seconds to unload the washer. I talked to her from the other room the whole time I was gone. When I returned she smiled broadly, holding up her now finished painting, "Look, Mommy!" I burst out laughing! In 30 seconds she had covered the paper, her left arm, her entire chest and belly, and part of her face in a muddy smear. Ah the joys of self-expression.