it will be judged like an adult's.
and i said,
that should be no problem.
so she wasn't there the first time i drug it in. and i tend to let these things slip my mind since i'm so busy. but it didn't. today was the day, her art surrounding me, it said, take me to the library. and so i did.
since i can't force myself to function on my behalf today, i walked into her office (this is the lady who schedules the poetry stuff i host), and she watched as i held one upside down. and tried to show her just a sample of the work.
she's eleven.i said,
and this stuff is everywhere, all over the house.
wow. mostly horses?
yes, but she has other stuff, too. (thinking of the joan miro and van gogh pictures she made in art class).
so, long story short, she's got an art show coming up at our library in june. she'll get a set of glass cases to display her works (i confess some are in model magic, but hey, the kids will love it).
the librarians who know us (we're always there), were all impressed by the works. i need to dig out the pictures buried in her room (i'm not the world's best keeper of art--duh, i just realized, i should get her a portfolio, that is the answer! to the art store! huzzah).
and i've got to part with her works for a month. i hadn't thought that through, but my kid needs to be challenged as an artist, and so, here we go.
peace. out.
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