Wednesday, November 5, 2014
An Orchid in a Coffee Mug
Since I am his grandma and an artist I would be perfect for the assignment. As you can imagine the field of art that Tristan and I chose to do together was sculpture.
One of his questions to me was "What was your life like as a young adult?". Funny, looking back that many years (50 years) sent to me, via the way-back machine, to my last year of high school and how I met his grandpa.
The memoir was supposed to, if possible, start with a less than happy event ending with a good event or conclusion. I won't go into all the details here as Tristan is writing the memoir to go with his artwork so I'll wait until after he has presented the project at school.
We spent the next few hours together talking, laughing, and playing in clay. As you can imagine, remembering back 50 years was not a smooth cohesive telling, but a gathering of my memories whilst speaking with him. While we were talking we began sculpting the two elements that would reflect on my story. Elements needed to be unique enough that, when he would show them in class, he could easily identify and tell about his grandma, Penni Jo's, young adult memoir.
We started by sculpting first the easier of the two projects, the mug. He followed directions very very well and did a great job with his coffee mug. The next item, the orchid, was taught to him in simple steps and, as you can see by the image, he did a most wonderful job with his first sculpted orchid. He also had a great time with the Mica powders used to give shine and shimmer to the orchid and orchid leaf.
By the time in our coffee mugs with orchids in them were baking in the oven he had a good time line of the events and could tell me the story of the orchid in the mug
Truly it was a most wonderful afternoon making new memoirs with my grandson.