Last week's topic was "Fail." And because last Saturday was U-haul day for our move--I did indeed fail to illustrate the topic.
This Saturday was camping with the Cub Scout Pack. So there was lots of primitive entertainment involving balls and trees. While I was working on this, in a folding chair under a huge oak tree, my four year old daughter was drawing next to me and she wanted to draw what I was drawing too. So here is her rendition, which fits the primitive definition of a process in it's very early stages. (however her primitive efforts are far from unskilled.)
All the little eyes on the left are actually her name "alive," with faces. She will work from left to right on words, but goes up as she runs out of space.
Last week's topic was "Fail." And because last Saturday was U-haul day for our move--I did indeed fail to illustrate the topic.
As I pondered this topic I thought about all the things that do indeed need saving: dolphins, rain forests, mutual funds (and don't forget Mustangs.) But then I became interested in things you can't save, like soap bubbles. They are pretty impossible to capture. They don't photograph well. And every time I try to depict them I'm less than satisfied (including this time.) (I even tried blowing bubbles in the freezer--they pop just as they are forming.)
