It seems my daughter besides an artist is also a performer in the making. Just this morning, she belted like a little rockstar. So exciting and yet at the same time the overeager stage mom in me is screaming to come out. Thoughts like "do I need to do something?", "Do I need to get her into a workshop or something?" And on my other shoulder there's "Will those things alter the natural flow of her talents and her passions?", "Will it ruin her 'voice'?" keeps on popping out. But I think for the meantime the saner mommy in me wins. Let her (and us) enjoys the things she love doing. Let her form her own 'voice' until it's whole enough, solid enough to stand pat beside the world who might want to place everything in its own mold. But I'm also cutting my self some slack, as a mom it's perfectly justified to be proud but trying to be aware of the annoyance string I might strum along the way.
Daughter's Latest Artpiece
I found this on her work table and asked everyone in the house who did this and it turned out SHE DID IT HERSELF!!! Wow, my four year old can really paint now. Can't believe it for like ten minutes :)
I won't and can't credit it to my teaching because the most I do is let her do her thing... vandalize the wall, the floor , my notebooks, and almost everything she can laid her hands to. I loved to buy her all sort of drawing tools like sketch pad, crayons, water color, pastel color, paint, color pencil. And a little appreciation like "Very good", "Galing", and queries like "What's this" and "Tell me about it" would do a lot of wonder pala.
And I think it worked to actually take her to the right direction...HER direction.
Learning knows no place or time
There are those days that our kids are prodding us to do something or go somewhere, but it seems our creative juices have momentarily dried up and there's shortage of tricks up our sleeves, or it's simply a "I don't wanna bother a lot" days. Here's a suggestion: Look around you!
A couple of mornings ago, I discovered something. There's a beautiful view on our very backyard. A rice field! With white birds flying around it! It's not that I haven't looked at the backyard before, maybe it's a case of not really "seeing" and appreciating.
And so i called my daughter and just as i expected, she loves it so much more than I do.
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