Coming up on a trip to Michigan soon.....the brother from California is coming into town, the other 3 brothers and parents live in Michigan, so Dave and I are headed up, a family reunion of sorts. Dave thinks it's a crazy idea to take time off in February and spend it in Michigan. Alas, blood is thicker than mercury. So I have nieces and nephews afoot up there, and I'm going to make them paint (I mean, ask them nicely of course). And I want a decent project for the assorted ages, I think they range from 9 to 16 right now. Tiny painting, something personal, their initial in a fancy script, surrounded by lovely oily colors. This is my prototype. I hate it. But it's a good thing I figured this out early. I was thinking it over on my way to work the next morning, "Why do I dislike the D painting so much?" There was nothing about the thing that I enjoyed. Did I choose a bad font? Are the jester costume colors too much? Well, one thing I enjoyed was trying out my idea to lay this speckled cleaning rag over it, to see if it would create subdued polka dots (it did). Suddenly the reason hit: what I enjoy with the paints is seeing something 3-dimensional emerge from the 2-dimensional surface. The D was flat, thus without spark. It will be a wiper.
The kids will be painting apples, by the way.
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