Over Spring Break, we invited a few friends over and made a mess.
An organized chaos type of mess over several canvases.
I had visions of discussing Jackson Pollock and Art forming in the Experience and Motion of the Process. But our artists were ages 3-8 and much more interested in squealing when the paint got on their feet or went haywire off the canvases.
That's art too, I guess.
After everyone went home with a piece, I hung these four in the kitchen:
I hope they remind me to respect the process despite the end results.
3 comments:
Dude - you are the best ever. can we come to your house to play???
Come. Every. Day. For. The. Love.
These are amazing. And, Mollie, I love that you are in some of the pictures. You all look like you had so much fun!!
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