The Eight-Year-Old browses our bookshelves
The Eight-Year-Old, while browsing through our bookshelves, stops abruptly at a shelf full of pastel-spined books. Mommyo, curiously: “What are you looking at, The Eight-Year-Old? My books…
The Eight-Year-Old, while browsing through our bookshelves, stops abruptly at a shelf full of pastel-spined books. Mommyo, curiously: “What are you looking at, The Eight-Year-Old? My books…
Earlier this summer, The Eight-Year-Old stumbled onto the concept of derivative art. She looks up various works of art on her Daddyo’s iPad, then redraws them as portraits of Tigery. Earlier this summer, she integrated Tigery into da Vinci’s Mona Lisa, Munch’s The Scream, and Manet’s Self-Portrait with Palette. This week, The Eight-Year-Old and her buddy Tigery are reworking Thomas Gainsborough’s The Blue Boy.
The Eight-Year-Old, munching happily on a picnic lunch: “Pringles should not mess in the affairs of humans for they are crunchy, and good with ketchup.” Related…
Earlier this summer, The Eight-Year-Old stumbled onto the concept of derivative art. She looks up various works of art on her Daddyo’s iPad, then redraws them as portraits of Tigery. Earlier this summer, she integrated Tigery into da Vinci’s Mona Lisa and Munch’s The Scream. This week, The Eight-Year-Old and her buddy Tigery are reworking Edouard Manet’s Self-Portrait with Palette.
Earlier this summer, The Eight-Year-Old stumbled onto the concept of derivative art. She looks up various works of art on her Daddyo’s iPad, then redraws them as portraits of Tigery. You can see her first effort, the Tigery a Lisa, here. This week, The Eight-Year-Old and her buddy Tigery are reworking Edvard Munch’s The Scream.
Over the weekend, The Eight-Year-Old stumbled onto the concept of derivative art. She looked up various works of art on her Daddyo’s iPad, then proceeded to redraw them as portraits of Tigery.
The Eight-Year-Old, out of the blue, on a recent trip to the suburbs: “Mommyo, what protects tow trucks from UV radiation?” Mommyo, curiously: “I don’t know, The…
Last year, we were lucky enough to be able to go to Florida for The (then) Seven-Year-Old’s Grandpa Howell’s birthday. Naturally, the topic of what to…
The Eight-Year-Old, after receiving the The Complete Calvin & Hobbes box set on a recent birthday: “Calvin and Hobbes! I got Calvin and Hobbes! I’ve struck gold!…
A few weeks ago, a miracle happened and we were able to convince The Eight-Year-Old to go see a live-action film (Disney’s Cinderella) in an actual…