This morning, out of the blue, James entered the kitchen with Hazel under his arm.  “I’m drawing Hazel,” he said, reaching for some paper.  “Let me get you a clean piece,” I said.  “It’ll scan better.”  Away we go.

I was excited when James brought Hazel – who is a stuffed koala, by the way – into the kitchen this morning to draw her.  Hazel was excited, too.

James’ drawings have considerably improved over the past couple of years.  His “new age” began last summer.  Not a technical drawer, James has the spirit of a true artist:  he draws his subjects to reflect his feelings toward them.

In our household, each stuffed animal is a distinct member of the family.  Hourly, daily, or weekly, the animals take turns being active or passive.

I love James’s drawing of Hazel. The lettering is a direction James assumed on his own. Seeing it, I told him how it increases the portrait’s meaning. Ironically, I have yet to learn to do so with my own portraits:)

Please drop by again soon:)