Jenna
has so many interests. She enjoys
dancing, singing, telling stories, arts & crafts, drawing pictures,
coloring . . .
Butterfly on a sunflower
my Mothers’ Day gift this year
I did find an inexpensive dance class
and tumbling class through the school district.
She saw it as an opportunity to socialize and didn’t take her dance
seriously but did enjoy the tumbling part.
I had her in an inferior swim
class. She learned more about swimming
when she was only a year old and the two of us took a class together. I had also enrolled her in a theatre class as I figured there was dancing and singing and I didn’t expect that
theatre would go overboard with expensive costumes as many dance classes do.
Both my cousin Michelle and my sister-in-law Sunny
have offered Art classes and children’s workshops for several years. I don’t know that I paid much attention
except for the past five years. We
couldn’t even afford those – but this year they both had some good deals.
The first class I took her to was located at an art
studio downtown. Michelle introduced her
class to self-portraits. She told each child to lie in a position that
represented his or her personality.
Jenna chose a position that represented jumping. She placed her feet one behind the other and
held her hands in the air. Her head was
facing forward when I drew her. Her body
appeared much thinner than she actually is and there wasn’t a line to separate
her feet.
On the first day the child painted their hair and skin
parts. Some started on the face, but not
many. I can’t remember if Jenna started
her shirt that first or second day. She
decided to make her head face the side instead of the front. What she had painted to be hair become mud
“that had hit her in the face – and her arms had been up to stop it.” Okay,
whatever.
Michelle helped Jenna with her face. I think the reason that Jenna made her face
on the side was so she would only have to do one eye.
On the third day the children added yarn to the hair
in their paintings. Jenna’s few hair
strands were the same exact color as the paint.
The next day Michelle reminded the kids that all the strands of hair in
their actual heads were not the same color and suggested they use yarns of
different tones – which Jenna did. Her
head hair actually does look all of one color to me. Some hairs may be darker. I haven’t noticed any highlights.
Michelle also encouraged students to find pictures or
decorations that might match their personalities. Jenna – who felt she had messed up on the
green shirt she had been wearing the first day – decided that she would turn
her green shirt into a camouflage shirt.
She hadn’t quite grasped the collage thing that Michelle had mentioned
and stuck to her camouflage theme gluing leaves and mossy looking yarn.
I asked her what the camouflage had to do with her
personality. She said she would like to
be and is interested in chameleons. That
is true. But she has much stronger
interests. If I had been successful in
explaining what Michelle had suggested, her collage may have come across more
like this:
Instead she changed her self-portrait again. The pointed foot on top of the flat foot made
it appear as though she had a really big toe in comparison to the rest. Michelle suggested that she retrace her other
leg. When I had traced Jenna, she was
barefoot; when Michelle traced her, she had a shoe on.
It worked. One
shoe off, one shoe one. That fits her
personality. And the two shades of blue
make it look more like pants and her size rather than the skinny deformity that
I had pathetically traced.
The children also painted plaster molds that the instructors
had made of each of their hands. Jenna
and the youngest girl were the only two in the class who had their palms
up. Everybody else had them down. I am happy that Jenna had hers different from
the norm.
Michelle took pictures of all of her students next to
their art work (plaster hands excluded as most were still drying). Jenna did not have her hair in pigtails the
first day. She really had been wearing a
green top and denim shorts that first day.
Her pose is still different from her self-portrait and definitely different
from what I had traced.
I wasn’t looking forward to taking her
cardboard self home on the train and bus.
I had brought two large plastic bags so as pieces didn’t fall off along
the way. But as it turned out I didn’t
have the opportunity to take it home that day.
The entire class will have their portraits on display in the Kindred
Spirit Exhibit at Art Access July 18 – Aug 8.
Jenna’s second class was the following
week. Sunny gave Jenna some personal
instruction as we were often early and had each child paint a picture of a
photo or other small picture they had that they wished to be on canvas.
Sunny’s method of teaching is so
different from Michelle’s. She taught
the children that they could create backgrounds and eyes with different strokes
and different brushes. They painted
around the table whereas most of Michelle’s class time was spent on the floor
(or standing up)
Sunny likes crafts and Jenna LOVES
crafts. When the children were through
painting and waiting for the final touches to dry, Sunny had another surprise
for them (which had nothing to do with their paintings) Each child got to make
something out of pipe cleaners and beads.
Jenna made two ladybugs:
And
this was her final project from Sunny’s class:
We had the painting when we boarded the bus. We had it when we arrived in Kearns to watch
my niece and nephew. We left the
painting at Kayla’s house when we took the bus home, as I didn’t wish to carry
it in the rain. It’s still at Kayla’s
because we forgot to get it when we had gone out yesterday and actually had a
car.
Roland has not yet seen either painting.
I feel so blessed to have diversity and to be able to
expose Jenna to different methods and styles.
She had fun in both classes. Thank
you Sunny and Michelle!
I had posted her art picture (self portrait) on facebook. One commenter asked if she was wearing a "Hulk" shirt. It wasn't until a week or so after the comment was made that I realized that she was referring to the "breakage" of the shirt and not the shirt itself.
ReplyDeleteThough it had been a mistake on Jenna's part to have painted "skin" instead of shirt, I now see this as symbolic for the growth that I posted to my blog today: http://beneaththewraps.blogspot.com/2014/07/the-devastation-of-adolescence-and.html