What photographer mother forgets to take her kids outside to get good shots before it gets dark? Embarrasing beyond measure.
The affection between Dinos and Unicorns is hereby recorded
Motley crew
Griffin, upon seeing the fireman costume, worked his hardest to convince L to switch outfits. But to no avail.
This was one of my favorite projects to do when I worked at the Hole in the Wall Gang Camp. I can’t even tell you how much I enjoy having kids old enough to do “projects” now. So in between the jumping, running, rolling, imagining, rock banding, shrieking and twirling that makes up much of my time with my little ones I have been trying to squeeze projects in. This one is one that never seems to get old. I have the kids lay down on a long rolled out paper, head to head, and crudely trace their outlines.
I tried doing it with precision, but well… you try tracing squirming 2 and 3 year olds. After hanging the results over the easel and pinning it there, they each went to their respective sides and had at it.
As you can see, Dunedin sees herself as a eyelash model.
Griffin took a slightly different approach to painting his self portrait. I think this is another case of life imitating art.
Then, of course, we had to involve the poodle. Dunes traced it herself. You think it is a better outline than mine? Fine, but my subjects were far more challenging.
*Important note. You could have the kids trace you, but I would stick with colored pencils.
This awesome marker holder was purchased at Kreatelier on Hope St in Providence. It all rolls up and ties neatly together for travel. One of those things you think to yourself- “I’m creative, I could totally sew a couple of those in the time it takes to clean up all the marker mess from the floor and wall.” But then you think to yourself, “hmm, I could squeeze that into the time I have between editting an album and picking kids up from daycare, OR I could just walk the kids over to Kreatelier and let them pick thier own paterns out…”
Dunes actually keeps her markers fairly organized in this thing. Although, the one I got for Griffin hasn’t helped a lick. hmmm.