I love a little doodle. Just a little free-minded thinking. Research shows that doodling actually helps us focus more.
Having something in our hand to shape, to form, to create: it’s a tension release, that allows us to tell our stories without completely falling apart. Take this accidental twisted heart, all thanks to an old yellow paper clip, and the need to pour out my heart.
Abstract art. It draws us in, each taking away an emotion, displaying a truth, without revealing all. As humans, we are beings created for openness, and a sharing of life. But our twenty-first century culture has us trapped. And ironically so, seeing as technology is revealing all, yet hiding much. Maybe it’s the pressure of maintaining composure in the public eye?
Household names, like Picasso and Matisse, Pollock and Rothko, come to mind. Still others, like Kandinsky, Kline, and one of my personal favorites, Garcia-Torres.
Arte Universal, 1933. Joaquín Torres-García. Ink on paper. (Photo Credit: Guggenheim)
Ciudad constructiva con homre universal, 1942. Joaquín Torres-García. Oil on board. (Photo Credit: Guggenheim)
In college, I even tried my hand at a Torres-García inspired piece.
My little first and second graders are delving into the world of Miró. Using different black mediums, they’ve been studying and playing with layers of shapes.
Inspired by Miró and Erin Guido (Pintrest find!), Oregon City, OR first and second graders try their hand at shapely murals.
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