Thursday, February 16, 2012

Drawing Lessons


Drawing - just the word sends shudders down my spine. Not me. Definitely nothing more than the most basic of stick-figures comes from my hand. Never really has in fact. I do remember trying oh so hard in high school art, trying being the word to note here. My sketching ability hasn't improved with age regardless of all my good intentions. I do admire my Grandmother's ability with the brush and watercolours but somehow I'm sure I missed inheriting the artistic gene.





My children on the other hand - now here's a different story. My biggest boy loves drawing and does a pretty good job of it too. (It's a secret, so please don't tell - I've been known to be a slight bit envious at his effortless ability to make a blank page tell a story so elegantly.) My girl is a doodler and her drawing repertoire is influenced by princesses, butterflies, pink, swirls and hearts. My Xander Boy decorates his papers with the cutest people, usually him with his Mummy (ahh so sweet!) complete with rather large belly buttons. Hmmmm.

So.....   


I decided to be rather brave this year and 'teach' them drawing. Stop laughing now please. Me. . . . 'teach' . . . . drawing. It's a rather humorous idea, I do concede.

But, we've been working away at this long enough now to feel the initial excitement may be wearing thin and the real feelings are showing through. And I'm rather impressed. Yep. Impressed I say. Surprised and impressed.

Drawing lessons are the most anticipated afternoon of the week. It's devastating when it gets postponed a day for whatever reason. Now that's saying something. And the most impressive part of all - the drawings are rather good. Even my 4 year old's unconventional grip on the pen seems to wield a picture worthy of including in his art journal. After it's been the centre feature on our wall first of course. 


This book has been so easy to follow. A little bit of preparation on my behalf - but then I'm trying to 'teach' a 4, 6 and 8 year old while learning myself and looking after a crawling bub. All at different levels and well, no wonder I need to be prepared. I had heard about this book via the grapevine a couple times last year so decided to take the plunge. And I'm so glad I did. It's fun, it's enjoyable, it's easy and even I feel like there might be a glimmer of hope that my stick figures might become something a little more glamorous.

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