I think it’s kind of cool that the spring festival for my kids’ school involves each class imitating – and learning about – a different artist.
We’ve got Juliet’s class with Magritte
“Ceci n’est pas une pomme”
Juliet is holding her own surrealist illustration where Paris is drawn as stubble on a guy’s face, and it gets razed to the ground with the double entendre (raser also means to shave).
We’ve got Gabriel’s class with Picasso
William’s class did Singing in the Rain, complete with a little tap dance routine.
But all the pictures had too many faces to blur so I didn’t include them.
And then there was Hokusai
and Saint-Phalle (I think)
and Delauney, among others.
As with every festival, there are good things to eat
(provided by the parents)
(and bought by the parents).
We got to read the school rules, illustrated by the class delegates (of which Gabriel is one).
And the most important thing of all is that we got to spend time with our kids and just be there for them
in a sea of other parents doing the same.
I wanted to include a little addendum, though it’s unrelated to Friday’s spring festival. We had a long day yesterday so dinner was a simple affair.
But it was nice enough to eat outdoors.
We had been doing some gardening, and took some fence from one part of the garden and attached it to the top of the cement wall to hold the jasmine, which is growing and is looking for something to hang on to.
We did this, though I’m still unsure whether we will end up tearing down the wall to have an open lawn. It does look pretty though, doesn’t it?
But what I wanted to tell you is that we recently attracted a pair of doves! A few days ago they were on our lawn, and when I came outside they flew up to the swing set. And last night they were perched on the roof of our house.
Doves! Isn’t that amazing?
Peace, friends. 🙂