My daughter Elle is five, she turns six in July. She spends 80% of her day drawing- the rest of her day she divides equally between mothering her brother, begging for popsicles, and interacting with Laila (in both positive and negative ways). I had to Google how to spell popsicle- isn’t that sad?
I so admire her creativity. Although we both love to “make stuff”, her gift of drawing is not from me.
In the one above, I admire how she has the girl in correct dimension from the skyscrapers. I love the little American flag. Also how the girl appears to have a mother that reads Pinterest, because I see she mastered the elusive Fishtail braid. All the other kids made fun of her hands and called her “captain hook”, but at least she had well designed hair.
Here is another favorite. A self portrait. I love how when she draws herself. In her selfies, Elle always has the most gorgeous, long, lustrous auburn hair. Anne Shirley would be jealous. Elle also doesn’t own an exquisite, red, evening dress such as pictured, but hey in her mind she does.
I may have shared this one from before, this is an old one, but Elle loves to copy covers. Sometimes she takes out the covers of her DVDS, draws a counterfeit that mimics the real cover, typography and everything, and then inserts her cover and leaves the original (piece of craptastic manufactured JUNK!) laying on the playroom floor for me to dispose of.
Here she is drawing a one-room schoolhouse for her History Fair project.
The beginnings- pre-details.
Oh. Wait. What is this?
“This is some shirt she has on.” I say, “So…. what is this a picture of?”
“Oh, it’s a hula-girl falling in love with a sailor”, She says.
So…. DO. NOT. JUDGE. Because judging is mean. 🙂
Well, that was my shortie for today. That and a picture of pretty flowers from my own gnarled flowerbeds. Hope one of them blesses you!