What I learn

As I was procrastinating this morning, I played "Who Wants to be a millionaire" on my cell phone. I answer a number of questions that have no relevance to my life. I realized just how much I learn from my children. A number of questions relating to music, movies, sports, and even American history. I have learned from my children. I didn't know what a Scrum was until one of my children had played rugby. I didn't ever take American history, but I overhear conversations between the kids and it sticks in my mind. A lot of music I listen to is influenced by the kids and even television shows that I watch. Its funny because I have never had a great memory, when it came to school work, I had to study hard if I wanted to really know the stuff. I would read it, write it, do it if possible and even then sometimes it wouldn't stick in my head.

If one of my children says something that is important to them though, I remember it. I don't always remember all the little things. I don't even always remember all the big things, but if there is a chance that this is something one of my kids loves, or is into, or is traumatic, then I remember it.

Yesterday I started a series of sketches that I am basing on childhood, experiences that are mine and my children's. Hopefully of all children so that it is a common ground for everyone. I got two pieces started, and I am gonna let you have a peek at one, that when finished will be titled Mine. I have a feeling that this will end up being a water color.

It is a picture of a sketch so not represented in the greatest here. It will give you an idea though.