Thursday, October 13, 2011
The whole painting session, I kept thinking about my grandson Zac. His mom gave him a long time out once for not rinsing his brush between dips into the paint pots at a pottery painting class at the hotel where we were staying. The leader (i.e.pottery vender) banished him. He was six years old. My daughter in-law confined him to the lounge next to mine for half an hour. He sulked the whole time. I'm not six, but I dipped without rinsing a lot while painting this picture. What Zac needed wasn't a time out; he needed his own paint pots.
My boys used to taint the paint. At first I tried to get them to rinse between colors, but then I decided what better way to learn how to make gray?