Art Critics

Well, well, December already! I was about to say that the year went quickly, but that's not entirely true. Parts of it, and I, went slowly indeed. Sectaurs' birthday was yesterday, and as his brother told him, he did his job getting all of their ages in a row again. 31, 32, 33, 34. Until March when Ms. M "screws it up again".

Ameranth has been experimenting with various crafts this year, and the latest is painting. She made a very cute giraffe one for So, the little boy she babysits. No picture taken before his birthday party unfortunately. They are in the 'photobomb' style, you know, where someone pops into your photo just as you shoot it, or makes a funny face in the background. Hers are like closeups of animal faces, just the top of the head with the eyes and nose- very cute.

Anyway, she's been researching ideas for grownup gifts as well, and asked me what I thought of some abstract art she'd seen. Neither of us care for that style in general, and the conversation rambled strangely.

A: She just dabbed paint on randomly but it turned out to look like something..sort of.

Me:Well, the dabs were the same size and she did choose her colors.. I guess. I've never understood the appeal of abstract art- the colors can look nice and project a certain mood, but some of it is just paint dribbled on a canvas. Like those elephants that paint. That's not art.

A: But they say the elephants and dolphins choose which color to use.

Me: Out of what they give them. That elephant is thinking "why don't they give me a nice blue-gray? It would be just the thing for Mona's trunk in my painting."

A: Yeah, the dolphin is looking at his blue and green and saying "why does HE get the red? I wanted red."

And that is what goes on around here most of the time- interesting, often funny, mostly wandering conversations, punctuated by "what was I saying, no, before that? " and "what did I come in here to do?" and "did you feed the dogs?"- but not a lot of actual stuff getting done.