I have a little girl who is an artist. She is destined to have some artisitic ability, given that her great-grandfather, grandmother, and Abuelo are all amazing artists. She is a unique artist. I have my own Picasso in my hands.
Her medium is markers. Her base is not canvas, paper or wood; it is her body.
You would think I have learned my lesson after multiple offenses, but I have not. I guess I am not hiding the markers well enough and she finds them, pretty much every day. Today, she actually hid in her sister's room and colored her arms and face. I am just waiting for her to color her sister, but that has not happened yet. I will not give her any ideas!!!
And my dear Avaree is just growing like a weed. She still has blue eyes and orangish hair!! I'm crossing my fingers!!!