Showing posts with label Crafts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Crafts. Show all posts

Monday, August 20, 2012

Cityscape - Day 1

Wikipedia: A cityscape is the urban equivalent of a landscape. In urban design, the term refers to the configuration of built forms and interstitial space. In the visual arts, a cityscape (urban landscape) is an artistic representation, such as a painting, drawing, print, or photograph of the physical aspects of a city or urban area.
Since this August marks six years of living here in Charlotte, I decided it was time for a history lesson on our city. While the boys (and for a few minutes, Annalyse, too) stayed busy painting their Charlotte cityscape, I read facts and figures about our city and they shot back question after question.
And, like usual, one bunny trail question led to another bunny trail question, which led to another bunny trail question. Before I knew it, I was trying to explain why America fought the British, and how much of that history happened in and around Charlotte. All of this talk of war and fighting had Grady Lee wondering "why the Americans were allowed in their country to play in the Olympics if we had a huge fight with them before?" Enter another long bunny trail.
Sometimes I wish we lived closer to our previous home in Chicago. My boys would learn what a real city is. A real city meaning that the concrete jungle can't be walked in one afternoon, the train system involves more than one line, and you're not young, hip, professional, and sans kids just because you live in a high rise. While I am a huge fan of Charlotte, I have to admit that Chicago will always and forever hold a place in my heart that no other city will fill.
Memories of my previous life in Chicago aside, Charlotte really is a great home. It's a large city without being a crowded city; a growing city without being an underdeveloped city; a bustling city without being an  overwhelming city. And, maybe even better than the city itself is simply where it's located: a short drive from the mountains and a short drive from the beach. Nothing beats that.
So, with a short history lesson and an art project under our belts, I told the boys we would spend the next day enjoying a short walking tour around downtown - er, Uptown - Charlotte. We would take the train to the middle of all the tall buildings and, rather than head straight to a museum or park like usual, we were going to walk and walk and walk. We were going to use the day to learn about some buildings, enjoy some fountains, explore some parks, visit new museums, and maybe even find a new favorite snack stop.
Our Charlotte cityscape, covered in hammered nail holes representing building windows, became a fun nightlight this evening. I placed a lamp under the box and the boys fell asleep to the soft lights of the city they call home.
Yes, it was oh-so-sweet to see their sleeping faces and their finished project glowing in the dark. The only bummer was when Micah wandered downstairs two hours later, softly crying. "The city of Charlotte is making scary shadows on my wall and I don't like it anymore!" So I mandated a city-wide blackout and Charlotte stopped glowing for the night. Sheesh.


Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Held and Loved in This World

He's got the whole world in his hands.
He's got the whole world in his hands.
He's got the whole world in his hands.
He's got the whole world in his hands!
Jesus loves the little children.
All the children of the world.
Red and yellow, black and white.
They are precious in his sight.
Jesus loves the little children of the world!

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Crafting With Glue; Learning With Dirt

I'm becoming that homeschooling mom. Or, wait. Maybe I already am that homeschooling mom! Grady commented the other day, "There sure is a lot of crafty stuff all over the kitchen counters. And why are there boxes of dirt on the windowsill? I think whatever you're doing brought ants into the house." I smiled with happy pride and said, "Just wait for another week. Assembling a worm farm is top of our list for science class!" 

I never would have thought my kitchen would function as art studio and science lab, while cookies bake in the background and dinner simmers in the crock pot. Aahhh. It's all in a days work and, for now, I'm enjoying it.

Ever painted with a fork? No seriously, have you? Try it - it's actually kinda fun. And, when the paint dries you're left with an unusual streaking blend of colors. 

After having heard me say a hundred and one million times, "Use your fork only for eating and not playing" at the dinner table, my boys were dumbfounded when I told them to get busy and start playing with a fork at the table!
For about an hour my boys used fingers and forks to mix paint and see what new colors they could concoct. The smeared and dabbed and scraped colors all over paper. My suggestion to them was to keep it bright and fresh, like Spring, and not get excited about mixing orange and yellow because Micah was elated to discover he could "make the color of dirt!"
When the paint-soaked papers dried, the boys cut circles, glued eyes, legs, and antennae, and ta-da: caterpillars! It goes without saying that any meaningful art project with my boys needs to involve something with bugs or animals.
In addition to seeing lots of new caterpillars crawling around our house, we've also noticed two new bird nests in nearby trees. I saw a bird nest craft idea in post from a friend of a friend of a friend and decided to give it a whirl.

Supplies: equal parts glue and water, shredded paper bags, plastic wrap, bowls, and an eager child or two to get sloppy and put it all together.
Micah started out excited but decided the mess wasn't worth it and opted for a popsicle while Grady Lee stayed focused. Grady Lee has always been and will probably always be my bring-the-task-to-completion kind of kid.

He dipped paper shreds into the glue mixture and then placed them on a bowl covered in plastic wrap. Actually, placed sounds much too nice for what was really happening. It was more like plopping and slopping clumps of gluey wet paper to the side of the bowl. But you get the idea.
I let the bowls sit on the counter to dry for almost two days. Then, Grady Lee gently peeled the plastic wrap off the back of the glued paper and ta-da: a paper mache bird nest!
Yes, those nests really are sitting on a doily. Yes, I really do have a doily or two in my home. And yes, great-grandma must be proud to know they are still white and crisp... and used for paper mache decorations.
With a lot of our school focus on springtime, I couldn't pass up the chance to learn about seeds, sprouts, plant parts, and while we were talking about it all, photosynthesis. 

An on-the-ball mom would have neatly laid all the supplies on the counter and taken a picture so you could follow some step-by-step visuals before assembling this teeny-tiny terrarium. But, I'm not an on-the-ball kind of mom so this is what you get: two boys munching on cookies while being forced to hold their terrarium, look at the camera, and smile.
In short, I used the following things: clear CD case, potting soil, bean seeds, and masking tape. The boys did all the assembling and I did all the taping. I added a few drops of water, set the project on the windowsill, and told the boys we'd check back everyday to see if anything new was happening.
Boy oh boy. Beans grow pretty darn fast! The CD case on the left is a new one we put together just today. The CD case on the right is the one we put together five days ago. Five measly days ago and we have a jungle of roots and sprouts sprawling every direction.
The really funny thing to me is that we planted beans from the bean jar we use for math work. Those bean seeds have been handled, spilled, and hate to say it, licked, a hundred times and yet they were still quick to sprout.
Today, as we talked about the various parts of plants, what each part does, and why plants are important to us, I had the boys draw and label the parts of the sprouts in this terrarium. If you were to ask one of my boys right now why plants are important, they would both yell out, "They help us breathe!" They were fixated on the whole photosynthesis process and Grady Lee even commented, "God is pretty amazing to think to make leaves that help people get clean air, huh Mom?" I love when science lessons are built on the Bible first.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Atypical Art Supplies

Do you have a kid that is that kid in Sunday school who much prefers to peel the crayons rather than actually color with the crayons? I do. And yes, he's also that kid who prefers to make all portraits of Jesus and his disciples in black. Dark, scribbly black.

As I was cleaning out our craft bins and getting organized for the upcoming school year, I collected oodles of broken crayons that weren't being used anymore. Rather than toss them, I ask the boys if they wanted to peel them for me.

"If I peel them will I get in trouble?" I guess they've asked that question a time or two at church. I assured them it was okay and told them we were going to do something neat with the broken and peeled pieces.
My boys - my energy-filled, always-moving, enjoy-being-loud boys - sat still and peeled crayons for over an hour. An hour. Believe me, as I noticed they were nearing the end of the pile I ransacked every possible place in my home that more crayons could possibly be so that I could keep them quietly busy at the table.
After peeling and breaking the crayons into tiny tid-bits, the boys placed them in muffin tins and I set them on the back deck to cook in the sun. With temps in the mid 90's the crayons were a melted, swirly puddle in a short time.

I let them cool inside for a while and when I snapped them out of the muffin tin, my boys were enthralled to color with "cool new rainbow crayons." And to think, I almost pitched all this waxy fun during my cleaning frenzy.
Grady is out of town this week so I've been pretty casual with making dinner each night. I'm fairly certain my boys thought I'd really lost it when I called them to the dinner table and then told them they needed to paint their dinner before they could eat it.
I mixed food coloring and water in small bowls, gave each boy a paintbrush and a slice of bread, and told him to have at it! They painted and designed and took their sweet time making their dinner colorful.
After both sides were full of colors and pictures, I popped the bread in the toaster and served it with butter and honey. "Yuuummmmm. This is the best tasting bread ever! My rainbow is very good!"
The only problem is that at lunch today my boys asked if they could color their bread with their new "rainbow crayons." That idea, as pretty as it may look, was shot down.