I’m a ‘doodle-in-the-margins’ kinda girl. After a semester of classes, I consider keeping my philosophy and history notebooks just in case I become uber-famous and the notebooks end up being ‘where it all started.’ Okay, okay, so I guess I’m a bit of a daydreamer too. No surprise there.
I worked in an art museum for a few years, but I never understood the popular ‘a child could make that’ reaction to modern art. I’m a fan of Pollock, Calder, Rothko and Twombly, and, for my part – I certainly couldn’t make anything resembling their work. Let’s be clear: I can doodle in the margins and not much else.
Jon and I visited the Minnesota Institute of Art last night, and my 3 favorite paintings were done by 5, 7 and 8 year olds. At long last, I realized that some children truly can make museum quality paintings. I, however, was never one of them:
Earlier in the day I made a different kind of artwork that ended up looking, well, better than the doodles in my notebook. Jon’s visiting his mom and grandma this weekend, and I wanted to make a Valentine’s gift for him to bring them. What do you think?
Okay, maybe dish towels aren’t the very.best.gift of all time, but I did my best 🙂