It starts with a blank canvas
and paint squirted neatly in styrofoam to-go plates. And then…
the unexpected happens. Well, it only happened once, and now I know what to expect…and that’s okay, because it’s Mammy Camp. It’s a learning experience for us all. They learn freedom of artistic expression, and I learn that
some tend to be a neater that others.
I’ve seen how happy it makes them to just be themselves, and the thrill they get from mixing paint and making new colors.
And…Ive learned that the best way to get them to the hose
is to roll them out of the house on a dolly.
Sometimes the girls glue and glitter. We don’t do this very often because
I’ve learned that everything that glitters