My grandchildren want to play with my stuff, too. I purposefully share the art supplies and my love of art.
Passionate about creativity for everyone, I try to do some form of art every time I see these kids. Friday Art Day is still going strong after a year and a half.
Why do I share this way? Because art is affirming, calming, centering, and a vehicle of connection.
I finally have enough extra cash to keep the Sharpie box filled, the watercolors ready, and the paper in neat stacks. In order to share openly a feeling of abundance must exist.
As an art lover I am a better grandmother than I was a mother. Back then I was too concerned with misuse of supplies and messes on the table.
Filled with my own artistic joy, I share better. I guess I growed up.
There's nothing like having the grands around at my recent art show. "Hey, kids, I made this! And we can try it together this week."
I write on Fridays with a large group who inspire me. Only five minutes and without much thought to perfection. I write, prompted by one word that sends my thoughts to the keyboard and hopefully make sense.