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Every child is an artist



“Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.” 
― Pablo Picasso



As children we were encouraged to sew stick paint glue and just generally be creative... I did the same with my children, the result being considerable mess and imaginative individuals and a house full of individual objects of “art”. We are all quite colourful people and our homes are a riot of colour – exception being my son who is going through his rebellious period and his flat is very tasteful (and tidy!!) at the moment- but he’ll grow out of it…One of my driving forces is the idea of having something unique, handmade and not quite like anything else.. some ideas work better than others but it’s fun to experiment.
charcoal and ink chrysanthemum




Yesterday in class we were drawing, putting together some simple black and white images ready to scan to use to with photo shop.


blind drawing chrysanthemum


Our brief was floral so we had a selection of flowers to work with.   I choose chrysanthemums, iris's and delphiniums.

chrysanthemum centre

I didn't want to replicate the actual plant - just as well really totally beyond my abilities but the idea was to draw on the detail and project a recognisable image with good contrast lines 











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  1. Your drawings are amazing Ruby Starrs!

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  2. Icy water photo would make a great colour palette and a wonderful watercolour painting.

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  3. There really good mum :) Esmee is drawing you a picture as we speak :)

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    1. hardly anonymous - ha ha but thanks anyway

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