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:)
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