Mika and Her Art
My eldest daughter, Mika, has always been an arts and crafts kind of kid. In all our birthdays, Mika would handcraft something with love. We never had the heart to throw any of her arts and crafts projects away (which turns our room into a huge scrapbook project). She brings pens, crayons, pastels with her everywhere, even when we go abroad or have staycations at hotels.
Like a true artist, Mika recently painted an exceptionally great, though surprising painting which possibly expressed how she felt. This was a month or so after her sister passed away.
She said that she remembered Halloween was coming up, and that inspired painting above. Our friends loved it, but I was a bit alarmed.
A few days after that, we met with her mentor in school, who mentioned that Mika, after asking for permission to leave the classroom during class, never came back. The teacher found her wandering around the school on her own.
I was worried that Mika and I were going through the same thing --- feeling indifferent about life.
So I quickly enrolled her in a Silver Making Workshop by Alessa Lanot at her restaurant, Pipino. It was for an older age set, but I was confident that Mika could do it on her own. (On a side note, Pipino's vegetarian food was surprisingly delicious! I'm not a vegetarian, but all the food we ate there were really, really good.)
Haha. Boy was I wrong. I struggled with turning the clay into something cute and presentable. It was getting embarrassing actually -- all we kept coming up with were blobs, and the clay was drying FAST. Looking back, Mika might have even done better on her own without meddling mommy. Good thing Alessa helped us form the remaining clay, an gave us additional clay to work with.
In the end, our blob/honeycomb/work of art solidified into something pretty cool looking after it was fired up. I don't have a picture of it, but it was very cool. Mika agreed to give it to me, but when we went home she asked for it back. Haha! The class gave us a chance to bond and form a happy memory together, which we haven't done in a long time. "Remember that time mom, when we made a super-cool blob of silver?" Hahaha!
I signed her up for a stamp-making class on November, still with Alessa as the teacher. She's really looking forward to it, and I'm glad it interests her, and hopefully diverts her from any sad thoughts. And even if she/we end up with the worst looking stamps, hey, it's the memories that matter most.
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| Mika with her pastels, at Acacia Hotel. |
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| What Mika painted during a kiddie party. |
A few days after that, we met with her mentor in school, who mentioned that Mika, after asking for permission to leave the classroom during class, never came back. The teacher found her wandering around the school on her own.
I was worried that Mika and I were going through the same thing --- feeling indifferent about life.
So I quickly enrolled her in a Silver Making Workshop by Alessa Lanot at her restaurant, Pipino. It was for an older age set, but I was confident that Mika could do it on her own. (On a side note, Pipino's vegetarian food was surprisingly delicious! I'm not a vegetarian, but all the food we ate there were really, really good.)
Haha. Boy was I wrong. I struggled with turning the clay into something cute and presentable. It was getting embarrassing actually -- all we kept coming up with were blobs, and the clay was drying FAST. Looking back, Mika might have even done better on her own without meddling mommy. Good thing Alessa helped us form the remaining clay, an gave us additional clay to work with.
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| Mika and I trying our best to make something our of our silver clay. Picture taken from LIttle Miss Crafter's Blog |
I signed her up for a stamp-making class on November, still with Alessa as the teacher. She's really looking forward to it, and I'm glad it interests her, and hopefully diverts her from any sad thoughts. And even if she/we end up with the worst looking stamps, hey, it's the memories that matter most.
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