Child’s Play
Thursday afternoons my husband and I drive one hour to meet our granddaughters when their buses drop them off. Even though they are only two years apart, ages 7 and 9, attending the same school system, Ariana arrives on one bus just before 3 pm and her sister, Mikayla, comes home about 20 minutes later. Once collected, we meet up with their father, our son, for a walk. This gives a brief window into the world of child’s play.
Both girls are extremely active, like hummingbirds darting from flower to flower. They chat, tumbling over each others words in a chaos of enthusiastic stories, jokes and plans. All the while they play, scribbling their name in the dirt with a stick, climbing whatever they find to climb and letting their imaginations run wild.
Purpose of Play
Is child’s play so different from adult’s? At first glance it appears so. I long ago gave up playing in dirt. I have no desire to climb a rock wall, hang from my legs from a jungle gym or even skip along a path. Take a step back from what is played at to observe the purpose of play and that is where we overlap. Life is one big experiment and adventure. Isn’t that what making art is all about?
Artist’s Play
Time for a new game. Sunrise Over the Atlantic took a turn this week. Creating the sky and sunrise was relatively straightforward. Now it is time to work on the ocean below the horizon. The overall plan is to create an abstract image, only playing homage to the original photo. Still, I thought I would capture the striations in the water and sense of dappled light. No idea whether my plan will work. Only one way to find out. Start playing.
I am linking up with Nina Marie’s Off the Wall Fridays.
