popcorn art

Summer is really not my season.  Or I suppose I should say, Texas summer is not my season.  Or climate.  If we lived in Nova Scotia, I might well love summer best of all.

But down here in Houston, it’s hot.  Summer is mostly about coping for me.  Going out in the steamy, hot, mosquito-ridden out of doors as seldom as possible.  Keeping the a/c set at 74.

And it’s rained a lot this summer.  Great for plants.  Less great for stir-crazy children.

We’ve had to get creative.

Like on the day my daughter realized that her piece of popcorn looked like a bug’s face.  And so we got out the watercolors and painted it. And then we made a whole family of bugs-on-toothpicks and then stuck the toothpicks–why not?–in an apple core that was still on the cutting board.  And then took photos.

Which all just reconfirms what I already know about art.  And about life.  That necessity is the mother of invention.

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   MaNiC MoMMy says:

   July 11, 2010 at 12:20 pm

   Having recently moved from Chicago to Arizona where my days are now set at 110 … I just LOVE this! You are sooo creative! With words and … well, EVERYTHING ELSE! : )

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   MaNiC MoMMy says:

   July 11, 2010 at 12:21 pm

   Oops, just realized I put my OLD email address in there!

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   Cindy L. says:

   July 13, 2010 at 3:34 pm

   Such a fun idea! I just finished Get Lucky last night. It was great! Without realizing the connection, I linked to your website through SouleMama today. Funny how things happen….

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