#of a child’s paper mache art project

[hazardouslesbian]

another interesting piece to the dichotomy between Clark and Lex is they both have their issues with letting people get close to them due to their own respective traumas, but it manifests in different, almost opposite ways, which imo ends up being their downfall

Lex obviously has this air of “I’m a Luthor, I’m secretive, I won’t let anyone close to me” that he’s developed from a combination of lionel’s fucked up parenting, and a life of keeping secrets to protect the people he cares about, but actually looking at his actions the idea that he’s secretive and closed off or whatever starts to feel like a facade. In practice (especially with Clark) Lex is so desperate for connection that he lets his walls down almost every chance he gets. Like if I recall correctly in the show he really doesn’t shy away from talking about his childhood trauma whenever Clark asks. Plus Lex is pretty honest throughout the show, especially to Clark. There’s several moments from the start where other characters THINK Lex is lying, but in the beginning it’s almost always Lex being scapegoated.

And I think the idea that he’s a closed off person that’s hard to reach isn’t just something he tries to present to the world, I think it’s also a lie lex tells himself to convince himself he has any sense of power over who he chooses to let in, because in a community where he IS constantly the scapegoat choosing to let people in and connect to them opens him up too way too much opportunity for disappointment and heart break, so he has to convince himself he’s able to stay disconnected and keep people at arm’s length, but in reality I really don’t think he’s that capable of keeping people out? Like if someone genuinely wants to connect with him I don’t think he has the power to stop himself from letting that happen at LEAST in the early seasons of the show

Clark on the other hand feels like the kind of guy who should be an open book, and in a lot of ways he is! he’s earnest and kind and can make friends with just about anybody, including the widely distrusted Lex Luthor, but he’s got a secret that he’s been told his whole life he has to guard at all costs for the sake of his survival. And his fears of ending up on a lab table tortured and experimented on are reasonable so you can’t really fault him for being dishonest with everyone. But Clark clearly doesn’t want to be this secretive aloof guy, he’s lonely and displaced, the sole survivor of a world he never knew. He’s similarly desperate to be this trustworthy, friendly guy, with deep relationships with the people in his life. So he tries to compromise and instead lets people in just enough for it to feel devastating when they put together that he’s undeniably lying to them.

It nearly ruins every one of Clark’s relationships at some point in the show, but ultimately his other relationships survive it, his relationship with Lex can’t

the real reason they’re “doomed by the narrative” is Lex is so desperate to connect with Clark, and Clark is incapable of ever fully letting that happen, even though he wanted to!! and in the same way Lex tries to be okay with their “incomplete” relationship because he wants to be understanding and doesn’t want to ruin his relationship with Clark but in the end he can’t do it either!!

#smallville #smallville meta #lex luthor #sv lex luthor #sv Clark Kent #I wish I was better at words bc this feels like I put my thought in a blender and poured in on a tumblr post #hopefully it’s understandable !!! #also I feel like the common interpretation is lex has all these walls built up #and I think he DOES I just think they have the structural integrity #of a child’s paper mache art project #meanwhile I genuinely think Clark has walls of steel #SORRY THIS IS SO LONG #if u read it all I love u #I am incapable of being succinct

[hooman4ever]

‘It Started With a Mask’ !SFW! Michael Myers x Male Reader

Old One-Shot

Smith's Grove Sanitarium, a place for the strange and insane. The mental institution held many dangerous individuals but one of the most would have to be young Michael Myers, a child who was sent to the hospital after brutally murdering his older sister. He was a silent individual who isolated himself, refusing to speak to anyone.

Nothing anyone did seemed to reach the boy, that was until a new boy arrived at the facility. That new boy, was you.

You were taken to the institute after pushing your father down a flight of stairs one night leading to his untimely demise. After that you were admitted to the institute and your mother gladly let it happen.

The nurses were appalled when they did a check up, you were extremely malnourished and your arms and torso were covered in bruises along with old scars that expressed the extent of the abuse you were subjected to. Despite the obvious pity and compassion the staff felt they were still weary of you, after all they knew firsthand what kind of monsters trauma could create.

You and Michael were a lot alike, the both of you refused to talk and spent your time alone in whatever world you both had created. At first Michael paid no mind to you, quickly you became another face in the back of his mind.

Overall you were quiet and extremely timid, you would flinch and shy away from any form of physical contact. This made you a target for the more violent inmates as they knew you wouldn't dare utter a word to any staff members. Michael watched how on numerous occasions you would disappear for a few hours with someone who claimed to be your friend only to return with bruises or open wounds. You were unfazed by the unfair treatment, after all that's what you deemed normal.

One day the staff members were hosting an arts and crafts day where you and Michael were both forced to attend along with a few others, the two of you were sitting at the same table. He paid you no mind as he started working on the project, they were teaching everyone how to make paper mache masks. You kept glancing beside you and you noticed Michael was struggling to get the mix the right consistency, hesitantly you offered some of yours and he accepted the offer not showing his surprise.

Going back to work you felt more at ease since it seemed like Michael wasn't going to hurt you, not yet at least.

The project was going smoothly and you both were almost done when another boy you recognized approached your table, he wasn't a nice person. The boy, Adam, snuck behind Michael and grabbed the near finished mask from his grip laughing as he tore it apart in front of the deranged child. Michael gripped the safety scissors in his hand as he felt rage flare up.

Before he could act on his anger you tapped on his shoulder with shaky hands, the touch was barely there it was so light however he felt it. He turned to face you quickly making you flinch as you held out your mask. The anger he displayed shook you to your core but you still offered your mask to him feeling bad for him. He worked so hard on his mask after all.

After that night Michael started to hover around you keeping you company. He was extremely curious and you were always happy to indulge his curiosities.

"M-michael" he turned to you, at first he would struggle to hear you due to your quiet voice but overtime he became accustomed to it, your voice was almost comforting but he would never admit it. "Did y-you hear about Adam, t-they f-found him dead." you moved next to him and grabbed one of his fingers in your smaller hand as you looked up to him. Michael nodded in response before patting your head.

"I-im kind of g-glad he's go-gone."

With that the discussion ended and Michael wasn't sure how to feel, of course he was the one to end his life. It was expected after he insulted him and ruined his property. Michael felt strange however, even if it was indirect the praise for the killing stirred something inside of him. He struggled to identify the feeling but he decided on something between happiness and pride.

The next day you ended up in the clinic with 3rd degree burns, a small group of people jumped you when you were looking for Michael and dragged you to the bathroom before pouring boiling water on you. When you were discharged you returned with bandages covering your damaged skin. Michael was worried when you disappeared for a few days but now that he looked at you he was enraged.

Michael became more possessive of you after that incident, he would constantly try to stay near you never letting you out of his view for more than a few minutes. He never learned who it was who hurt you but he was determined to find out. You however refused to tell him, feeling shame bubble up at the mention of the event.

Dr. Loomis caught on to the strange relationship you shared with Michael and he was overjoyed as he watched the boy approach you one day before he patted you on the head in your usual greeting. Quickly Loomis jumped at the chance to use you to get Michael to open up and you were soon joining in on their sessions.

As the time progressed and Loomis lost hope for the boy his worry for you grew. This fear of Michael led to one of your most painful memories, you were being transferred to another institution at Dr. Loomis' request.

The new institute was more lax but the damage from the previous institute was done. Over time you further isolated yourself but since you seemed to not be a danger to anyone you were released on your 18th birthday. The first few years of freedom were a struggle, you decided to settle down in Haddonfield. You started working at the local grocery store and soon got your own little home hidden in the surrounding forests.

Your life became a boring loop of the same activities, wake up, work, sleep.

As time passed you became bored however that all shortly changed when a Doctor Loomis knocked on your door with important news.

"He's escaped." your eyes widened as you hid behind the door looking at him through the small crack, quickly you opened the door and gestured for him to enter.

The doctor made himself at home quickly and sat on your old sofa as you sat on a recliner in the corner looking at him expectantly.

"[Y/n] I'm sure you remember Michael Myers, well I'm sad to inform you that he's escaped and the only thing he took with him from his room was the mask you gave him years ago." the doctor searched your face for any reaction and after getting none he continued.

"I fear he's coming back to Haddonfield and I think it would be best if you left town."

Quickly you shook your head displaying your displeasure at the idea "I-i can't." you whispered as you fiddled with the hem of your shirt.

"And why is that?" he asked as he studied you, the doctor didn't fully trust you after all you weren't Michael's friend for no reason. Over the years the man convinced himself that you and Michael must have held the same evil despite you never showing any signs of aggression towards others. "I j-just can't."

He sighed before standing up and walking in front of you. You felt intimidated and pulled your legs towards yourself, something about the doctor was different. He wasn't kind anymore and his eyes lacked the sympathy they used to hold.

"You will leave Haddonfield or I will make sure you and Michael are locked up for the rest of your days." With that he left slamming the door on his way out as he continued his search for Michael, he had to get you out of town he couldn't risk having you around.

You were shaken up and on the verge of tears as you sat in the now quiet home. "You were r-right h-he is m-mean n-now."

A tear slipped from your eyes and rolled down your cheek, quickly it was wiped away by a calloused thumb, Michael's thumb.

The masked man crouched beside you before patting your head in an attempt to calm you as rage stirred within him. After all, you were his and he would never let anyone take you from him again, especially not the doctor.

#michael myers #michael myers x reader #michael myers x y/n #michael myers x you #michael myers x male reader #michael myers x male #oneshot #smiths grove #angst #fluff #fluff and angst

[kakashiswilloffire]

together

this is part of the @kakairu-discord-server 90 minute gift exchange! the theme was "food is a love language", and I wrote this fic in 90 minutes for @carryonmywaywardlester with the prompt fluff and chicken teriyaki.

ao3

wc: 1.9k

tw: minor cooking injury, no mention of blood

***

“How have you survived this long, honestly?”

“Without you? I’ll never know.”

Iruka chuckled, tucking the loose strands of his hair behind his left ear as he leaned over to press a quick kiss on his partner’s face. “I mean, restaurant delivery has never been better. I’m fairly sure I could replace you with Ichiraku and Naruto wouldn’t notice the difference.”

Kakashi playfully bumped him away with a smile. “Just because it’d make Naruto happy doesn’t mean you’d actually get rid of me, does it?”

The brunet wrapped his arms around him and propped his chin up on his shoulder. “Well, I suppose not. Teuchi probably wouldn’t let me put my cold feet on him in the middle of the night.”

“And I won’t either!”

They laughed, together in the warm kitchen. The space in their shared apartment was decorated primarily by Iruka, with frequent and obvious contributions from Naruto. Every surface had knickknacks and keepsakes set upon it, and some art projects from the academy that had turned out with varying levels of skill. Kakashi’s favorite was the paper-mache kunai that would pass for a shovel. On the walls, the art theme continued, with some finger paintings from Naruto or other children Iruka taught, though recently he had added more works from the couples art courses he had talked Kakashi into taking with him. Every chair and the overstuffed couch in the living space had a blanket draped across it, and Naruto’s pile of toys in the corner was remarkably well organized today.

Kakashi and Iruka had only gotten the apartment together and moved in about a year ago, but they had both been part of the rotation of shinobi responsible for taking care of Naruto since the incident all those years ago. As Iruka had become more stable in his employment, and more attached to the child, he had saved up and worked out the logistics necessary for adoption, and was proud to be the guardian of the seven year old boy. Kakashi was a welcome addition to the little family once they had gotten settled.

The jonin reached for the bag of rice on top of the fridge, and Iruka eyed the view appreciatively as the hem of his shirt slid up gently for a second. Kakashi rolled his eyes, asking him to pull the seasonings out of the cupboard over the stove while he got the chicken and other ingredients from the fridge.

“He likes zucchini, right?” he asked, holding up a green and a yellow one from the local market.

Iruka nodded. “As much as he likes any other vegetable we don’t smother in sauce, yeah. Do you want to try broccoli or carrot, too?”

He thought for a moment, humming absentmindedly as he dug through the drawers. “Let’s go broccoli, I think, but not carrot. I’ll throw some spring onion in, though.”

As a team, they laid out all the ingredients they needed for the chicken teriyaki they were making for today’s lunch. Naruto had been running a fever all night, and while none of his symptoms this morning had justified a trip to the clinic, his uncharacteristic sluggishness was enough cause for them to keep him home today. His latest food fixation was teriyaki, and they hoped the rice would help soothe his stomach and that they could talk him into eating a portion of vegetables if they marketed it as a cure.

They quickly got to work, Iruka breaking a head of broccoli into bite-sized florets as Kakashi prepared the chicken and preheated a wok. The silence between them was comfortable, and their movements around the small space familiar. Naruto’s snoring punctuated the air around them, and Iruka snickered, then swore as he misjudged his knife skills.

Kakashi stopped what he was doing immediately, turning on the sink and scrubbing the chicken from his hands in a flash before wiping them on the kitchen towel slung over his shoulder. “What happened? Are you okay?”

Iruka hummed an assurance, index finger wrapped in a paper towel. “Just a little nick. Stings, though.”

He pulled the first aid kit out of the cabinet and brought it to the small kitchen table, spreading out supplies as if preparing for emergency surgery. “Run it under water? We’ve got to clean it before I can bandage it.”

Iruka snorted as he abided. “You know I did live by myself for, like, years before you, right? I can handle a tiny injury like this.”

“I acknowledge that, but as someone who cares about you,” Kakashi began, continuing to remove items from the kit, “I don’t like to see you hurt and I want to take care of you.”

He hid a grin as he replied. “Ah, yes, the master of a thousand jutsu wants to put a bandage on me.” With clean hands, he tore another sheet of paper towel off to dry them as he came to sit at the table. “You know I’m better at medical ninjutsu than you right now, right? I can heal it myself, love.”

Kakashi paused, holding a tube of antiseptic gel, fully prepared for the procedure laid out in front of him. “I… definitely did not forget that.”

Iruka waited until Kakashi made sheepish eye contact with him before allowing himself to laugh. It was rare, the times that Kakashi allowed himself to be vulnerable enough to admit he’d made an error. Teaching him how to feel safe in embarrassment had been tricky, but he was glad they had finally reached that point together. He slid his chair over to lean against his partner before bringing a soft green glow to his fingertips, feeling the wound heal in seconds.

“I love you, even when you’re a little stupid,” he offered sincerely, leaning in for a kiss.

“Good, because I love you most when I’m stupid,” the man countered with a glint in his eye.

Iruka pulled back, feigning shock and deep upset. “The moments you love me are the most intelligent moments you have, Hatake. I don’t know what goes on with that silver hedgehog you’ve got living up there, but it makes one good choice every day, and that’s continuing to date me.”

He ran his hands through his hair, fluffing it up even higher. “My ‘hedgehog’ is doing just fine, excuse you. Although, sometimes, it thinks about marrying you, and I’m not sure where that’s coming from.”

Iruka shook his head, leaning in for a final kiss before standing up. “Tell it that you need to finish lunch before getting on one knee,” he said with a wave as he headed back into the kitchen.

Kakashi grinned, swooping in behind him to hug him and pull him to a stop. “If I make the best chicken teriyaki you’ve ever eaten, would you marry me?”

Iruka took a moment to consider, tipping his head to the side. “Mm…maybe, but only if you did all the dishes, too.”

He sucked a breath through his teeth, shaking his head. “Ah, you lost me. Maybe next proposal.”

The chunin chuckled, bringing Kakashi’s hand up to his mouth to kiss the back of his hand before pulling himself out of his grip. “Maybe next time I’ll propose.”

“Oh, perfect! Then you can do the dishes.”

They continued like this for several minutes, lightly ribbing each other and bantering as they got the vegetables into the pan with oil and seasoning. When they were content with how the veggies were cooked, they set them aside in a serving dish while Iruka rinsed the rice and got it into the rice cooker and Kakashi added the chicken to the leftover oil in the pan. After the chicken got its head start, he added teriyaki sauce and Iruka selected the tea they would brew with today’s meal and grabbed three cups, setting a dollop of honey into his and Naruto’s.

The meal came together quickly, and they could hear Naruto beginning to stir from the other room, saving him the trouble of waking him from his nap. The rice cooker’s light flipped to warm, and Iruka began putting together a plate for the child. With plenty of rice and a small portion of zucchini and broccoli, he added the chicken to half the rice and set the dish at Naruto’s seat, making sure the bottle of soy sauce and teriyaki sauce were just out of reach. He would drown his plate if he could.

Once Naruto’s plate was set, Kakashi held up the jar of chili oil they had made and gave Iruka a pointed look. He nodded, and Kakashi added a couple spoonfuls to the wok, stirring it through. It wouldn’t be aggressively spicy, but it would amp the flavor up a bit. He brought the jar to the table, leaving by Iruka’s placemat so that he could add more as he inevitably would. It was a wonder the man still had tastebuds.

While Iruka went to collect Naruto and assess his condition, Kakashi fixed both of their plates, being mindful to take more broccoli and give Iruka more zucchini. As he set the two portions down at the little table, he remembered the spring onions and want back to the kitchen to finely slice a few and add them to all three plates, giving Naruto just a bit, and then added sesame seeds to the three plates for texture. As he brought the teapot to the table, Iruka led Naruto in by one hand, the other tiny hand rubbing at his eyes as his frog stuffed animal dangled loosely in his grip. The sleep marks from his pillowcase streaked across his entire face and Kakashi had to bite back his laughter to avoid startling the newly woken child.

“Hey, bud, how are you feeling?”

Naruto yawned, stretching his arms way above his head before clambering toward his chair. “Sweepy… and my head hurts. ‘Ruka said it’s a heab-ache.”

“Awww, poor thing…” Kakashi lifted him up, giving him the boost he needed to sit at the table, while flashing an inquisitive look at Iruka.

“His fever’s down a bit. In fact,” he leaned down to ruffle the blond’s hair, “I bet if he eats all his veggies, he might get better enough to go to school tomorrow and play with all his friends.”

He sat straight up, slamming the frog toy on the table. “Choji said he was gonna bring a new candy tomorrow that I can try!”

Kakashi poured his tea, stirring it to dissolve the honey before adding an ice cube to bring it to a safe drinking temperature. “Sounds like you have to eat all your broccoli, kiddo.”

This was a challenge, and Naruto Uzumaki had never turned away from a challenge. He stared down his plate like it was an enemy shinobi and began to attack a green floret.

Kakashi and Iruka settled in on opposite sides of the table, tucking into their own plates. After a few moments, Kakashi rested his free hand on the table, stretching out toward his partner. It only took a beat for Iruka to free the compatible hand and interlock it with his.

As a family, they sat and ate leisurely, basking in the comfort and love surrounding them in their home. The teriyaki had never been sweeter, and the vegetables retained just enough bite so they didn’t turn to mush. The rice had been fluffed to individual grains, and was well suited with a splash of soy where the teriyaki hadn’t soaked in.

Iruka caught Kakashi’s eye and raised his cup, half-filled with tea. Kakashi raised his in response, and they clinked them, drinking to the life they were building together.

“How have I survived this long without you?”

“I don’t know, but you’ll never have to again.”

#kakairu-server-winter-exchange-event2021 #kkir #kakashi x iruka #iruka x kakashi #kkir fluff #food is a love language #iruka adopts naruto

[illogicallyinclined]

Can we have some twin brotherly moments? Like ones where they were like "maybe I dont wanna sock this guy in the face everytime I see him" moments

ahh, siblings

tws: allusion to homophobia

i’ve mentioned that Remus will occasionally print obscure memes out on the wireless printer in Roman’s bedroom at 3 AM just to be a pain in the ass, but he’ll also print out Remus-y messages of encouragement whenever Roman’s locked himself inside to brood over something

even though they genuinely couldn’t stand each other in high school, Roman and Remus would still make an effort to check up on each other back then as well, even if “checking up” simply entailed sitting by each other’s sides in silence for a while after particularly emotional events; they may have been pseudo-enemies, but they were siblings, too

Remus is a horrible secret keeper, and his parents instilled within him an active desire to see Roman fail, but when he caught Roman kissing another guy from his fencing team their sophomore year of high school, he made the executive decision to take that secret to his grave; (he may have wanted his parent’s approval, but he drew the line at outing his brother to them)

Roman and Remus share a Spotify account, so it isn’t uncommon for one of them to start playing a song out on the other’s phone For the Laughs; it’s annoying and inconvenient and also Very Fun

both of them do that thing where one of them gets bored, goes into the other’s room, and just,,, stands there silently until the other finally asks what tf they want

Remus argues and wrestles with Roman every time Roman pulls the “Big Brother” card, but it’s actually??? really validating to hear Roman acknowledge Remus as his Little Brother after so many years of ignoring him?????? emotions are weird

Roman once spent six hours helping Remus paper mache a mannequin head for an art project that he put off until the last minute

for Christmas their junior year of college, Roman gave Remus a scrapbook of a bunch of art that Remus had drawn as a child; Remus had (correctly) assumed that their parents trashed his art, but he didn’t realize until that moment that Roman had taken the effort to recover every single piece from the trash when their parents weren’t paying attention

#hockey au #hockey hcs #roman prince #remus prince #creativitwins #homophobia tw #Anonymous

[nightashes]

Painting with Ashes

A/N: Hi, guys! Thought it was about time I wrote a Remus centered fic. I hope you enjoy it! I appreciate you all!

Summary: Remus wants to help Roman create, but Roman doesn’t want his help. Is there a place for the “bad” creativty?

ao3 version - writing masterlist

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiip

“Hey, Roman.”

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiip

“Roman.”

Riiiiiiiiiiip

“Roooman.”

Riiiiiiiiiiiiip

“I swear, Remus, if you don’t stop-“

“I’m boooored.” Remus laments, sprawled across the bottom-bunk, his head hanging off the side, while his hands work on ripping out another page from his already half-destroyed magazine. The dilapidated shreds of paper lie scattered across his torso and on the ground beneath his head. 

 Remus stares across their room at his brother, who is currently engrossed in his work for Thomas. The prince scribbling away at a particularly vexing part of a script, his brow creased and his lips pursed. In Remus’s opinion this whole “script-writing nonsense” was driving Roman completely insane and so it was his job, as a good brother (the best brother, really), to pester Roman into finally finally taking a break. 

Remus rips out another page, the sound satisfying some primal urge of destruction as he petitions his brother once again for some attention. “Can’t we do something together? Come on, we could fight! A good spar has got to be more fun than drilling out another failed script idea.”

BANG

Roman’s hands slam against his desk. 

Bingo. A wicked grin affixes itself to the rancid side’s face. His voice becomes sickly-sweet. “Yes, it probably would be better if you just turned the whole project over to me.” He rises, slinking across the room to stand above his brother, a vulture peering over his shoulders, inspecting the remains of the crinkled script. “You are clearly burnt-out on ideas. I’m sure I could offer Thomas a truly fresh perspective.”  The duke reaches out to take a hold of the project. Roman, quick as lightning, slaps his hand away. 

“Oh, touchy.”

“Remus, please.”

Remus pauses. Thinking.

“You know, I am also creativity. Why can’t I help?”

“I don’t need help. I’m fine on my own.”

Remus crosses his arms, pouting. “I don’t think that’s fair. It’s boring, watching you do all the work while I’m just told to stay out of the way. But Thomas forbid, the bad creativity contributes!”

“Remus, you aren’t the bad creativity.”

“Well, then let me help!” Remus reaches again for the script.

“No!” Roman yanks the pages away, holding them close to his chest. His eyes wide and his breath quick. As if Remus’s help was the worst thing in the world. And Remus, well, Remus was not having fun anymore.

“....okay...okay.” He nods, backing away from the desk. “....okay...I’ll just leave.”

“Remus, wait. I-“

The door to the imagination closes shut on his words.

Remus sighs. A heavy sigh. Much too heavy for the rambunctious side. He drags his hand down his face, as if the simple gesture could wipe away that heaviness. Could ease the weight that is settling in his chest. He breathes. Breathing in the air of the imagination. Air that is full of creative potential and...cheeriness. It did not match his mood at all. 

Shrugging his shoulders, he marches forward. Trudging through the rolling hills and the flowering meadows that mark Roman’s side of the creativity. He feels his own dour mood grate in sharp contrast to the sunny rangelands. He longs for the comforts of his dark forest, for the shadows of his thick canopy, and the haunting echoes of his gloomy cave. 

He watches his feet, gliding through the long grass, crushing the thin blades beneath his boots, only for the wild grasses to rise again as he continues forward. Leaving almost no sign of his presence. That he has passed through. That Remus Sanders the “the bad creativity” has had any impact on Roman’s perfect little meadows. Something about this frustrates him, it grates against his already frayed nerves. And they break. 

He stomps on the stems, he jumps on the blades, he kicks at the grasses, he drags his feet through the dirt, spraying up clumps of soil. He falls to the ground and tears out fistfuls of plant and earth. Pulling up chunks of vegetation. Throwing them around. A wild desire is fulfilled as he claws at the land, the dirt pushing up beneath his nails beds, covering his hands, staining his pants. He smiles. A wild smile. A smile of presence. The smile of a child that has discovered the joy of making mud cakes and of knowing the feel of the earth between his hands. The smile of being here in this moment and in this place. He is alive.

He looks up, measuring the distance left between him and his forest. He feels the desire to run between his trees and to unleash a wild cry of pure existence. What he sees is something he most certainly did not expect. The fatherly side, waddling forwards, his arms straining to keep hold of a large and cumbersome box. The top is open revealing paper, wire, ceramics, and the ends of other projects sticking up and over the lid. Patton, who is so focused on keeping his grip, does not take notice of the feral presence settled within the grasses. 

His mustache tickles as he smiles wide and broad. He creeps forward, summoning his mace, and cracking his neck. With a breath, he lunges, smashing the box from Patton’s hands and scattering the contents across the pasture. Patton screams in shock, flinging his hands up in fear, confusion written across his face as his eyes swing wildly around to land on… Remus.

Remus, who is cackling wildly, “Well, hello! I th-“ He cuts himself off, completely forgetting whatever clever remark he had planned. His gaze is locked onto the spilled art projects that now litter the ground… his spilled art projects. 

“Wha-“ His mind is blank. He can’t even remember the last time he hadn’t had some thought running through his head but this…

Patton hands flutter around his person. He rushes to explain, “Oh, Kiddo, look I was going to ask you if I could take them. But I didn’t even know what was pulling me towards the imagination in the first place. I was just in my room and, well, you know I keep and preserve Thomas’s memories. Good, bad, sad, happy, anxious, creative, and these they just have so many memories attached to them. And they were just lying there, neglected! I had to take them. To take care of them! And I, oh, I’m  explaining this terribly! I, just… Remus?”

Remus is not listening. He is crouched on the ground, carefully shifting through the discarded pieces. He lifts one up, an old crayon drawing, just a bunch of scribbles, he can’t even tell what it was supposed to be. He laughs. He wants to cry. He smashes it between his hands, crushing it into a ball.

“Remus, STOP!” Patton yells, grabbing the crumpled drawing away from the feral side, holding it close to his chest.

Remus looks up at him, his smile stretched, his eyes rimmed red. “Don’t you see, Patton? I’m tired of being told to stop.”

And there it is, a look of pity. 

Remus grabs the box, he flattens it with his fists, he summons some heat and sets it aflame. He feeds the fire, throwing in all of his past endeavors, his attempts at creativity. His paper mache eldritch horrors, his paintings of mayhem, a phallic sculpture that shatters as he throws it into the bonfire of his past. Paintings from when he was six, drawings from when he was twelve, origami from when he was fourteen, poetry from when he was sixteen, songs from when he was twenty. All of it up in flames, burning bright, the sparks singeing their creator. The smoke rises high. It fills the air and wipes away what was. And for a moment Remus feels free. 

He feels himself rise with the smoke. He feels his heart cleansed with the flames, a release of everything that has been building. 

A hand settles on his shoulders. Patton is sitting beside him, his hand still clutching the crumbled drawing.

“Sometimes, you just gotta let go of the past, Patton. Live in the moment. Let everything just roll off your back and only focus on what is. On here and now.”

Patton looks down at the picture in his hand. “I protect Thomas’s memories.” He unfolds the paper, smooths out the wrinkles. He speaks softly. “Thomas was so happy when he drew this.”

Remus gives Patton a look of confusion. “I drew that, not Thomas.”

The fatherly side sniffles, “You drew this together. It’s supposed to be Thomas electrifying his brother.” Patton shakes his head affectionately. “It was your idea. Probably because Roman had annoyed you that day.” Patton holds the drawing out to Remus, he gently accepts it.

A soft “huh” escapes his lips. “I had forgotten.”

“I’m not surprised. It was a long time ago. But I… Well, I remember everything.”

“Doesn’t that hurt.”

“It can. Sometimes all I want to do is just push all those feelings away. But I’m told that isn’t exactly healthy.” He gives his fellow side a sad smile.

“You don’t have to feel that way. You can let go of these memories. That's what I do. When you’re feeling like everything is too much! Just let it all out! Scream, shout, tear through the world! And then you just let it all go. Forget the past. We are only here and now.” He waves the drawing through the air, gesturing madly.

Patton follows the drawing with his hands, in some attempt at protection. “Oh, careful, Remus.”

“No! Don’t be careful. Careful is holding in all those feelings until they come bursting out! We won’t hold anything in! We forget the past.” He throws the picture towards the flames. 

Patton’s hands are already there. He catches the painting. “Please, Remus. This memory. Why would you want to destroy this?” He looks down at the worn paper. Smudges of fingerprints, of ash, cover the edges.

“Why would I want to hold onto it?”

“You and Thomas created it together.”

“And now, all we do is hurt each other. He pushes me away and I lash out.”

“It doesn’t have to be that way.”

“Are you going to change that?” Remus raises an eyebrow.

“No. You are.” Patton speaks. And once more, he passes Remus the drawing. “Don’t destroy it, Remus. Create something new.”

“Create something new.” Remus hums to himself in thought. He waves away the flames, leaving behind only cinders. The rancid side leans forward, dipping his fingers in the ashes, and then he begins to paint. He brushes his fingers across the page, leaving behind blacks and greys. He dips his fingers into the fire’s remains again and again. Scooping up more ash to work with. A border begins to form. A collection of swirls and streaks. It accentuates the bright colors of the crayon scribbles. They pop against the smoky background. Old and new, merging and creating. Ash and crayon. Darkness and color. Remus is transfixed. He is no longer throwing away the past, he is rewriting it. And it is… it is something to be proud of.

“Wow.” Patton whispers beside him. “Two memories, blended together. It’s amazing.”

Remus cocks an eyebrow. “Eh, well it’s okay.” He smiles. “But I guess I will keep it. To remember this.”

Patton and Remus head back together. They talk. Wildly and passionately. About art. About memories. About jokes and puns. About anything that comes rushing through their heads. And it’s weird. And it’s silly and they love it. They laugh loud and merrily. And when they arrive at the mindpalace through Roman and Remus’s door, still laughing at some joke. They begin talking excitedly about the perfect place to hang the picture. Above the desk, beside the mirror, or on the wall by the bed.

Remus looking around slowly begins to take notice that the shreds of paper he had left behind seem to have multiplied. The pieces of magazine have been joined with the shreds of a script. The very same script that Roman had been working on. The one that had been irritating him for hours on end. And now it was destroyed and thrown away on the ground.

“Roman, you have to see what Remus created.” Patton speaks from behind him. 

Remus whips around to see Roman standing in the doorway, his arms full of an array of weapons.

“Oh, it looks great.” Roman speaks, still fumbling with an armload of swords, daggers, and arrows. “Remus, I… I’m sorry if I made you feel like you couldn’t help. I was just so mad at the script and myself and I wanted to be perfect. And I mean you were a jerk, but that’s nothing new.”

Remus scoffs. “Hey, you needed a break. I knew that, that’s why I pushed you. But that’s what brothers do. Being jerks is how we show we care.”

Roman shifts the weapons, raising them as much as he can without losing his grip. “You still want to spar?”

“Heck, yes I do.” Remus grins. He supposes that all in all there are some memories that really are worth holding onto, memories that remind him of who he is. Because he is creativity. One of two. And sure, sometimes it can be hard but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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[brooklynmuseum]

Mini Art Lesson  Tuesday, April 14, 2020

For this week's Mini Art Lesson, we take inspiration from Judith Scott's sculptural work, Untitled (1994). Let's get creative by looking at shapes, and the different ways we can make them! The step-by-step instructions below teach children ages 2–6 how to use found objects and materials to make art and ways for ages 7+ to make new shapes and forms with a paper mache project!

FOR AGES 2–6:  LET’S PLAY 

Step 1: Judith Scott often made her sculptures using found or everyday objects. Take a look at the sculpture with your child and identify materials that you recognizes. 

Step 2: Create a song to the common tune of Frère Jacques about the materials you identified. Here’s a song that Tamar MacKay, Lead Educator and Family Programs Coordinator, created:

What are you made of? What are you made of? Work of art, work of art. Yarn and paper towels, Yarn and paper towels, And found objects. And found objects.

And, check out Tayler Milburn’s version below:

Step 3: Now, it’s your turn to create an artwork! Gather five objects that would work well together. Here, our friends Mariko and Sol use play dough, string, pipe cleaners, and paper, but you can use whatever you have!

Step 4: Experiment with different ways to use your materials! Work with your child to describe the texture, size, and shape of each material. Now put your items together to make a stand-alone sculpture. 

Thanks to Mariko and Sol for their help on this!

FOR AGES 7+: LET’S CREATE

Judith Scott was a master of form, so today we’ll explore creating forms of our own. 

Step 1: Look at the shapes that make up this sculpture. Then, start with a base shape. Senior Instructor Noé Gaytán is using a balloon, but you can build something out of cardboard, wire, or other household materials. 

Step 2: Create paper mache paste by mixing 1 part flour and 1 part water. Then, cut up strips of fabric or paper, and then drip them in the mix to cover your base.

Step 3: Let’s add some texture! Once your base is covered, make shapes with your extra stripes and add them to your sculpture with more paper mache mix. How many different shapes can you come up with?

Step 4: Let your paper cache sculpture dry for at least 24 hours. Then, use materials like yarn, string, or rafia to test out different binding techniques—just like Scott!

How would you describe the unique form you have created?

FOR TEACHERS, CAREGIVERS, AND PARENTS Access a free teaching guide for Judith Scott’s work, featuring questions for viewing and other great activities and lessons.

We’ll be back next Tuesday with another Mini Art Lesson! In the meantime, let us know what your like to see or learn!

Posted by Tamar MacKay and Noé Gaytán

Judith Scott (American, 1943-2005). Untitled, 1994. Fiber and found objects. Brooklyn Museum, Florence B. and Carl L. Selden Fund, 2015.30. © Estate of Judith Scott (Photo: Brooklyn Museum, Benjamin Blackweller)

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[foulinternetphantom]

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The most favourite activity for children would be art and craft. It’s a great idea to let kids develop their own love for art work and have fun while they are involved in this task. There are tons of arts and crafts for kids to do around at your home, from painting, coloring, making things out of waste and so much more.

What is Art Fun

Well the art is fun is a phrase which explains the feeling of a person working on something made out of their own will, imaginary at times, and he\she may feel good about it. It is a form of expressing inner belief, while creating something they want to on their own.

For kids art is fun as it engages them into some kind of happy playful and colorful activity, again something that explains what their own brain is thinking about while doing any kind of art or craft.

For some art is a profession, and they make sure they take out their best imaginary depiction of a canvas or surface they are working on. Painting the Mona Lisa Lips took Da Vinci almost 12 years, so that’s the kind of perfection in art for professions, although they enjoy their work and so do we as the viewers.

Types of Art Activities

As mentioned above, any kind of creative work that gives an adult or kids pleasure while making it, is known to be art which is indeed fun. There are some basic art activities which are meant for kids or adults. Let’s take a look at them:

Drawing Activity

There are so many forms of drawing, from using a charcoal and making sketches to using a pencil or colors for drawing. This is something kids enjoy as art work and love to draw their imagination out on a piece of paper too. Adults would love to draw sketches of people or places while some would have interest in making drawings of houses or fashion. Drawing ideas for kids or for adults can be a profession that is well known today.

Painting

This is a form of using color media in paint that gives color to a basic drawing or sketch. There are so many painting artists known for their classy work and have grown today as legends of art. From learning painting for beginners or painting for kids, this is one of the most known and loved art activities for all.

From using acrylic colors for kids or painting using oil paints, we have a basic guide to types of art paint colors to help you understand the mediums. Types of Painting Colors a Guide for Beginners.

Coloring Activity

Children find coloring very exciting, it is a form of art that children would love to give colors as per their own creative minds. Coloring for kids with crayons or pencil colors can be a great way to start up with art work. Find coloring drawings or coloring using paints in various ways, you will learn more about this in the article.

Abstract art

There is no specific definition for abstract art, it is any form of design that’s created unintentionally but appears pleasing to the eye, it has no shape. It can be done as paintings, drawings or made with material things or even a structure. This is also a profession of many artists you love making abstract art. Murals can also be named abstract forms, when they are created out of no shape but are painted on the walls.  

Tie Dye Art

This is a fun craft for adults and kids too. Making your own kind of dyed apparels or accessories is fun with tie dye effects. Children would love to make their own tie dye shirts or even tie and dye their bags, socks, hairband, apron and many more clothes. There are so many tie dye designs that can be made using techniques, See How to Tie Dye Clothing in Different Techniques.

Craft Work

Just like the tie dye art, there are so many fun activities that are a fun craft for adults or kids. From using strings, wood, pins, boards, papers etc, you can create wonderful artwork for your decor or home. Make Stocking flowers, or make Wall hanging art from paint and canvas. There are a ton of different art craft ways to get yourselves indulged in art with diy techniques.

Art & Crafts for Kids

After all the basics of types of art that you can do, here are some extras on art for kids to enjoy themselves and is easy art for them.

String painting for children

There are many painting ideas for kids to enjoy painting, and painting with strings is a fun way they can get started with using paints. Get some strings and cut them into longer pieces for them to be dipped in the color, later allow your children to apply them on paper and pull this apart slowly to make patterns, watercolor string painting is a great form of art for kids.

Marbling Paint Technique

Another easy way of painting for kids is marbling, easy by just adding paint in a tray with water and oil. The paint stays on top and you can get all different hues to create the amarbel effect. Then by placing a paper over, let it sit for a few seconds before you pick it up and the paint is transferred to your paper. Using two three colors to crate that mixed marble effect.

Paper Craft for Kids

There are so many different crafts for kids, but paper craft for kids is what any child would love to work on. Since children can find papers easily and paper scissors are safe to use to cut out and make craft. Paper weaving from two different color stripes, weave across with folds to make weave patterns. Paper mache is one paper art all kids love doing, from getting all messy to create shapes and articles from them is a favourite choice.

Art Project from Waste Material

This is another craft that kids can get creative by making their own articles from waste like cereal boxes craft. Use old boxes or wrappers of wafers and chocolates to create crafts like book holders, bangle holders, Make masks and halloween costumes and lots more. You can get all creative by making things from waste articles from your kitchen or even old pieces of cloth.

Color Resist Art

The art involves resistance like a tape, wax colors or glue, which can be used before coloring the paper. This creates reverse effect of colors and kids can enjoy doing with either of the resist material and different color mediums form paint, wax crayons, or even acrylics.

Finger Painting

As children, we all did this type of painting with our fingers. Easy and fun to use paint with fingers and thumbs to create artwork. Give them different hues and a concept to start with finger painting, also use pen or pencil to draw out contours or eyes and nose or details to add more fun to the art.

These were some easy kids craft ideas to work on, or as adults you can also love art and take this as hobbies. Being creative also keeps kids happier and gives children an extra boost to their growing brains.

It’s a good idea to invest in some good art crafts for kids to keep them engaged into learning something. Buying sets and kits is recommended rather than buying supplies separately. Go for coloring books or paint by numbers for children. These also come in sets like Acrylic painting kits for kids, or buy tie dye kits for children.

Anything that includes diy and art will give children pleasure as they work on it. It also means that now you can keep and save some of your cereal boxes for your children’s craft activities.

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[queerhannibal]

Continuing #minivan au

The third kid is actually the child of one of their kills so adopting him is a little trickier. Abby and Rachel they have an obvious reason to have met and become attached to

(Rachel’s parents weren’t murderers, but she hid in the basement while they were murdered in a horrific and artful fashion and heard and saw some of what happened so Will had to speak to her for the case, and what was he gonna do, not immediately feel an immense sense of responsibility for her? Their house had way too many bedrooms anyway. Will joked that he was going to start collecting children the way he collected dogs; Hannibal nodded very seriously and said they could always get a bigger house)

But Diego is the child of a deeply unpleasant single father who they encountered at the science fair at their daughters’ school.

Hannibal and Will (perhaps less aggressively) pride themselves on being actively involved in and supportive of their children’s endeavors, so of course they’re both there to support their daughters science projects. Abby enlisted Hannibal’s help in making a detailed anatomical model; Will and Rachel made some kind of small robot that’s far more advanced than anything any of the other ten year olds made

Diego, who is only six (two years younger than Abigail), made a beautiful paper mache volcano, clearly entirely on his own as his father is berating him for how unoriginal and ugly it is. Hannibal, whose main calling in life is starting shit, goes up to the boy and praises his ingenuity. The father reacts by sneeringly saying that Hannibal’s children must have made some real crap if he thinks this project is good. It’s only Hannibal’s firm hand on Will’s shoulder that prevents Will from decking him right there. Not that Hannibal is any less angry: he makes a cutting remark and moves on, but inside he’s seeing red.

When they get home he doesn’t even have to suggest to Will that they look up Diego’s information in the school directory, Will immediately says “we’re not letting that guy keep breathing air after that, are we?” which is maybe the first time he’s been the one to suggest a kill, although it’s not the first kill he’s been a part of

They probably don’t wait long enough really to kill the guy; Hannibal usually likes to wait months or even years after his last interaction with a person, but Will points out that every day they wait is another day Diego is suffering, so it ends up being only a few weeks later. But the kill is an obvious Ripper kill, and nobody in their right mind would profile the Ripper as a suburban father with a minivan that has those stupid family bumper stickers on the back (two dads, the kids, and a custom breed specific one for each of the dogs). Anyway, everyone knows the Ripper never has a personal connection to his victims

Will of course is called in to look at the scene, and while he sees plenty of evidence that the Ripper is rapidly turning into a soccer mom (Rachel started soccer last fall) he finds ways to redirect that into another, more plausible, profile.

And because honestly, Jack never fucking learns with these two, he believes Hannibal has a purely professional interest when he suggests that he be the psychiatrist to talk to Diego afterwards (after all he does have so much experience with traumatized children, Jack, it’s only logical (meanwhile Alana is somewhere in the background shouting about objectivity while Hannibal blithely ignores her. She’d be more upset with him but he and Will are so obviously a good match and they are great dads, even if they do keep picking up Trauma Children to project on)) and anyway no one but Jack is surprised to hear that the Lecter-Graham household is gaining another dependent

They only stop at three because that really is the maximum they can fit in a car with them and the dogs unless they want to get an actual van. Plus Will points out when he’s in a morbid mood (so on a regular Tuesday) that they’re pretty old to have a six year old as it is (especially since one of them is a murderer and one of them is in law enforcement, not exactly high life expectancy things to do) and it would be pretty shitty to keep adopting young kids and eventually leave them without a parent

They maybe make an exception to that later after Rachel has left for college and they find a teenager in need of some good murder dads but I haven’t thought that out as well

#hannibal #hannigram #hannibal lecter #will graham #murder family #(but not really? only sort of) #mine #crack #minivan au #why am i so taken with this concept?? the world may never know #also my little brother was the one who brought up the family member stickers #an essential for any minivan #if you wonder what the fuck i'm talking about the tag is minivan au on my blog #bc tumblr doesnt like links last i heard

[darkouter]

barty’s art hobby & magical items (ESSENCE OF DOLOR + SKETCHBOOK)

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barty has always liked art a lot.  as a kid, he used to use whatever he could get his hands on.  there were several times where winky would panic when she found him drawing on the walls when he was a child.  luckily, she kept him from ever being caught by crouch.

it became a bonding activity for he and his mom to sit down together and do arts and crafts.  she would introduce him to various mediums, all the way from paints to paper mache, whatever a kid would love playing with.  he hung up his art all over his clubhouse.  he particularly liked messy items like clay until he was around 7, when he managed to make a mess in the mansion with it.  crouch stumbled upon it before winky could clean it up, and, having grown tired of barty’s terribly unruly behavior and disrespect for personal items, crouch did two things:

for as many items that barty got dirty, he had to destroy something of his own

he had to drink essence of dolor in just as many gulps

ESSENCE OF DOLOR

this potion is sanctioned only for use within the ministry of magic department of law enforcement for the use of torture, dolor being latin for pain.  this potion has no other use than to cause as much pain in whatever part of the body it comes into contact with as it is capable of producing.  thus, depending on how the brew is administered, there are different severities of pain it may cause.  parts of the body with few nerves are least painful, so small amounts in these spots are the lowest possible pain it can cause.  most of the time, this is not how it is used, much to the misfortune of the victim.  often, under crouch’s term working as head of the department, death eaters and other offenders would be dunked into the liquid.  besides the short-term pain, it causes no lasting physical damage.  it is the ministry’s work-around for not abusing use of the cruciatus curse.

barty has endured the potion’s effects several times as a punishment at crouch’s behest.   knowing that information about it would be found somewhere within the department’s files, barty began looking for it out of curiosity during his summer internships.

though it took until 1979, he came across documents detailing how to brew it, handle it safely, and how to use it most effectively.  memorizing it, as confidential files cannot be removed from their designated areas and are enchanted to not be duplicated, he would eventually provide voldemort with this information in his eagerness to gain approval.  given his prowess in potion brewing and that he is the one who knows it best, actually coming into contact with the documents to memorize them, barty would often make large batches for the death eaters, even before officially joining their ranks.  he may have taught a few people how to make it, but this would be very selective and only reserved for those with a mastery over potions (someone like snape, perhaps)

after this incident of abuse, barty no longer enjoyed art that might cause any mess.  in fact, for quite a few months, he wanted nothing to do with anything relating to art.  it took his mother coaxing him back into it before he would start up again when he was 8.  he only stuck to using pencils, and it would be years before he would be willing to use things like charcoal, oil pastels, and the like.

as part of her efforts to get barty back into art, his mother gifted him a magical sketchbook for his 8th birthday.  she reasoned that it could be his safe place to draw.

BARTY’S SKETCHBOOK

the main source of what makes it unique has to do with its neverending pages.  while it remains a reasonable thickness in appearance, one could tear away at the pages infinitely, and it would always produce more.  picking up all of the pages and flipping through them, the papers will never stop, though it never appears as if new pages are produced.  it only ever remains an inch thick.  the pages themselves are durable, almost like canvases but not as thick, and made to not let anything bleed through them, so they can even be painted on without damaging other pages.  it is mostly waterproof and stainproof, though this only applies to pages that are not opened.  one can still use water colors or any sort of medium on an individual page, even rip that page out if desired, but it simply will not harm the other pages if they are not being actively used.  it is also nearly invincible, though barty would never allow anyone to test just how true that is.  opening the book, one can start from the first page with barty’s first drawing and continue on and on and on through thousands of sketches (beginning in 1970).  if you ask barty, the only disadvantages are that it isn’t enchanted to only open for him and that it’s very hard to find individual sketches.

it contains more or less everything he has drawn since he was 8, barring random doodles he may have made elsewhere or projects he gifted to others (which would only be to his mother and best friends), but all of his other personal major pieces reside in the book.  and he draws.  a lot.  during childhood, it is mostly full of silly cartoon images.  it changes when he is 11, as he begins to draw things from his days at hogwarts.  it serves almost like a diary as he begins to write commentary on the left blank page with drawings on the right.  sometimes poems, sometimes notes on what the image is, what spurred his desire to draw it, or even just details of what happened that day.  beginning to do still life pieces at school, he became a much better artist.  while he likes capturing simple spots around hogwarts, he prefers doing portraits.  usually he doesn’t tell people he’s doing them, nor does he usually tell them he did.  he is very self-conscious about his work, and he does not like for anyone to look at his drawings.  if he shows a piece to someone, he still guards the book, not letting people hold it; he only lets them see very specific pages.

even under the imperius curse, he still continues to use his book, though the art and commentary/poems become near incomprehensible and obscure.  the easiest comparison to make would be with david lynch’s art (give that shit a google for mostly nightmare fuel) or sometimes simply abstract expressionism.  while all of his art is assigned dates, these 11 years contain none.

when he comes back to hogwarts as moody, he doesn’t get much of a chance to draw given that he isn’t supposed to be himself.  if anyone were to find it, that would be bad.  when he does break it out while alone, much of it is still abstract and strange as he continues to suffer from some level of disorganized thought that he can express on the pages.

once he escapes post-goblet, his default art style balances by being less abstract but far less realistic than when he was in school.  he prefers charcoal/chalk, oil pastels, water colors, ink, plain pencil, or mixed media with these.

#| OOC: HEY GHOULS! #| HC: BARTEMIUS CROUCH JR. #if he gives u some art he Loves You #the only exception is riddle because he didn't think anything he could make would ever be good enough for Him #he is very very insecure about his art and feels like people are just being nice to him when they say he's good #but he IS good! even his nonsensical pieces are interesting even if they aren't a style that someone would like #im not sure how well those pieces in particular would be received in the wizarding world but he could get things into a museum i think #in the muggle world

[dulcinearosalie]

Extended Reflections on Work and Progress for Final Assessment

FMI, Year 1, June 2021

I spent the first half of the year on a big search. I was feeling less confident in the work because I was creating in ways I had in the past, and I felt stuck. I came to get my MFA to ultimately gain more clarity on what I make, how I make it, and why I make it. I worked through my uncertainty by playing with different types of paint, drawing, collage, movement, and writing. The way I use these materials has been in constant flux, but they all remain important elements of my practice. I used the studio as a prioritized place of research, experimentation, and deep feeling.  

Throughout the year, I was surprised to discover acrylic can be a useful medium for me. The boldness of colors, the quickness of working, and the faster drying times allowed for more freedom in the way of working. (Don’t bind me to it though - I still love oil painting it could make a comeback!) I learned canvas and I do not get along. I learned I love painting on slick materials like paper and wood board. I learned that writing and reflection are essential tools for my creative process. I learned I have a lot of tools in my box, and they can be combined and used in whatever way the current project needs.  

The body painting was the first big leap I took in my work here. Even though I ended up choosing to not stick with it for now, this experimentation taught me the importance of embracing mess, chance, a balance of control and non-control, and presence in my work. I also learned with these paintings that I love the feeling and the look of squishy paint.  

The moment I decided to put the body painting away was a moment where I found the importance of intuition in my work: people were so intrigued by the body painting as an idea, but I felt in my gut it wasn’t going anywhere for the time being and I had to put it away. It did open this question for me though: how can the body be involved in process, without the work only being about the body?  

At the same time as the body paintings, I worked on a series of paintings that were centered around the ocean. This series of oil and acrylic paintings were important because they inched me towards where I was headed. I kept asking myself what it was about the ocean that kept me so captivated... it was this otherworldly yet beautifully natural way about the ocean, and especially the ocean floors. Grounded yet totally nonsensical. Of reality and, at the same time, completely fabricated seeming. Eventually, one ocean floor painting flipped something on inside of me (Heart Cave no. 1). I was finally intrigued by something in a profound way in my search: I found a path to embark on.  

My sketchbook and drawing have become even more important elements in my practice than ever before. Sometimes it's just used to get me in the mood, other times it's used to create a plan for a piece. Sometimes it behaves more as a journal or a space to dream. Some of my sketchbook pieces are where I started to find more focused interest.  

These Ocean Floor Dreaming drawings and paintings lead to the beginnings of the Heart Caves. A part of me has been thirsting all along to create little worlds. I think making the small, intimate drawings with a medium I love (watercolor pencils) was a subconscious first step. Moving away from the literal ocean floor and into a bit more of an imagined space, but still rooted in elements of nature. My devotion to nature will always be visible in my work... even among the seemingly-unnatural color choices. I played even more with high key colors as a symbol of personal reclamation. I eventually brought the elements of collage, painting, and glitter into these caves. I felt my sense of wonder start to spark. I started to create little worlds the viewer can peek in to and discovered my intrigue in installation and using space in different ways.  

Throughout this journey so far, I have learned the vital importance of making work that I can stand behind. Leo helped me realize that spirituality “is not something you depict, it is something you create”. I am learning the importance of following the materials rather than fighting with them. Another gain in my process I have made is finding a balance with planning the works: I do make sketches and ideas before I begin, but I am not nearly as bound the “original plan” as I was at the beginning of the year (again, showing how intuitive decision making has become a newly important part of my process). I have found value in throwing myself out of my comfort zone and finding inspiration from artists that were previously outside of my scope, such as Katharine Grosse and Pauline Curnier Jardin.  

While I felt the smaller Heart Caves were an important step, there was a clear need for the work to become bigger. It was time to go for it. For my final project, I decided to create one big installation. Creating this helped me finally figure out a way to be more embodied in the practice, like I was searching for in the body paintings. This embodiment and working so large brought me into the present moment of immersion in the process.  I also am finding some elements of movement and wiggles through the cavern shapes I am creating.  

About “going for it”: taking on a project like this is something I have never done before. Creating this world to step in to is literally entering a new world for myself in the process. It felt important to me to take a risk into the unknown to live the concepts behind the work with more integrity in this moment.

Materially speaking, I was very intentional with my choice of paper. Paper is a sacred, lovely material for me. Paper reminds me of working with journal pages, of being a child and creating on small pieces of paper. It is the space where new ideas are birthed from mind to page. This project helped me view paper as more than a surface, but as material in itself. I am still getting to know paper’s personality. You will also notice the wall and paper painting is done in a somewhat gestural way, even within the gradient. I am finding I love gesture as a trace of humanity; another opportunity to embrace.  

This project has helped me find some more clarity around the conceptual elements in my work. My work is an invitation to step into a world where a new way of being is possible, a world where I am reclaiming my joy. I step into this new world as an act of ritual. As an act of bringing the sacred into my life and bringing myself into the sacred. These worlds I am starting to create are where the natural meets the fantastical, where the grounded earth meets the spirit of ether. Seeing how both of these elements of natural and unnatural can live together in harmony reminds me and my viewer that the opposing parts of ourselves can also live in harmony, and we can welcome it all. As I step out of the world of preconceived notions and old stories, I step into the Cave of my Heart, into the present moment, and remember who I am. I remember I am a conduit of magic. I remember I deserve to enjoy my life. I draw inspiration from yoga mythology and my spiritual practice as fuel for the artworks.  

I learn to embrace the whole of I am, rather than fragmentations of who I have been. As a Jewish American woman, this is radical not just for myself, but for my ancestors who came before me, who never had this privilege. I take up space in creating this work, the work itself takes up space, and this space becomes a place of ancestral and personal healing. I hope to invite the viewer into an immersive experience of what this looks like for me, so they can start to contemplate what it may look like for them.    

For next year, I am curious to continue to explore the 3D + painting combination within installations. Some with paper but maybe some with paper mache, maybe more found elements from nature, maybe fabrics, open to other ideas that come up... I plan to do more research on this through the summer.  Possibly a pop-up book.  

Some Research Ideas for Next Year:  

- Creating immersive worlds  

- Theatre set building  

- Joy making

- Ritual in art / art as ritual  

- Ritual histories & mystical practices of Judaism  

- Reclamation of the divine feminine  

- Ancestral healing in the arts and in ritual  

- Yoga mythology and spiritual practices

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Project 2: Altered Book Art Piece - Chloe Vicos

Title: Kinder-Garden

Medium: Books, Paper- Mache Flowers, Tinfoil, Tissue Paper, Brown Construction Paper, Glue

Year: 2020

Size: 20″x9″

Artist Statement: 

Whether one enjoys them or not, books have been a major influence on most of our lives, especially during childhood. Fairy tales, Aesop’s fables, and Mother goose’s nursery rhymes were many of our first stepping stones into a world of literature. Children’s books are the reason why many of us can read today and why we have certain beliefs and morals. These books are what my mother read to me before I went to sleep, and were the same books I read underneath my covers with a flashlight after I was put to bed. These fanciful stories expanded my imagination and creativity and allowed me to grow into the person I am today. My piece is titled “Kinder- Garden.” The word kindergarten originates from a German educationalist named Frobel. He described children as plants and teachers and schooling as gardeners. The term kindergarten emerged from kinder meaning child and garten meaning garden. 

With this inspiration, I created a two-part sculpture, a children’s fairy tale storybook with a paper mache watering can pouring out a stream of stories, and a sculpted figure reading a fairy tale. The sculpted figure has a concave in their head, which is overflowing with the stream of stories. These streams have caused a beautiful flower garden to grow around and on the figure. This piece represents my love and personal connection to fairy tales and other children’s stories. Books grow a child's mind and allow them to start thinking for themselves and create their own story. When I was in kindergarten, I would always carry around storybooks and read whenever I could. These books are the reason why I am an artist today. I fell in love with the whimsical nature of the stories, but also the beautiful illustrations that went with the text. My little mind was able to visualize the fantasy lands and characters even better; this is where my love of creating bloomed.

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Kids and Crafts

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Kids and Crafts

Are you a parent and you find that one of the most rewarding things that you can do with your children is to put crafts together? The people who work with children on a regularly basis is able to find great benefit form the world of crafts. You will find that crafting will help children to show some creativity and be able to show off some skills. You don’t even have to be crafty to enjoy making things with your children.

You will want to make sure that the crafts that you do with your kids are appropriate for their age and also their skill level.. This can be difficult when you are working with a number of children in a classroom setting or when you’re working with your own children and they are of multiple skill levels. It can be impossible to find a craft that you can work your way into more difficult techniques, but the most important part of crafts is something that you will be able to enjoy with your children.

When we were children, one of the most basic craft projects we learned to do is coloring with crayons and markers. This is something great to do with children because you can find many educational coloring book pages. Instead of just having simple construction paper pictures on your fridge, you may want to think about encouraging your child to do more complex projects. Use them to decoupage or make them into greeting cards. Grandparents love getting birthday cards featuring drawings from their grandchildren!

You will want to research some fun projects for you to teach your children about the importance of recycling and how they can use recycling to make beauty objects. Use newspaper, for example, to do paper mache projects and create candles out of old crayons. You will be able to go online and also purchase some craft books to give you plenty of ideas on how you can recycle things like tin cans and tissue boxes (things that you would normally throw away) and make beautiful projects out of them.

It is important that you do projects that are safe for children. You will want to keep in mind that your child is till developing mentally and physically. You do not want to subject them to harmful chemicals that may make them vulnerable or hurt them. Learn what chemicals to avoid and check labels. This is especially important for paints, glues, and clays. Make sure to watch younger children very carefully, as even non-toxic substances can be harmful if they get into a child’s eyes and, in any case, can be difficult to remove from carpets and walls!

If you really do not like doing crafts, you may want to change your mind for the sake of the children. You will find that the craft projects that you do don’t have to be expensive or even messy or difficult. They can be simple, but because you are doing them together, they can be extraordinary. If you notice that your child is taking a real interest in art and crafts you may want to get them enrolled in classes so that they can enhance their skills and embrace that aspect of their world.

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ARS Electronica 2019 – Understanding AI - Part 1

Earlier in the autumn the basement of Ars Electronica Center had been reopened with two totally new exhibition, both relevant for the Machine Vision Project: Understanding AI and Global Shift. We visited these exhibitions both for the festival pre-opening  program and late for a deeper dive into the very information rich and detailed exhibitions. All together we probably spent 5 hours there without really able to cover everything in depth. 

Understanding AI What is artificial intelligence? And what do we actually know about human intelligence? How intelligent can artificial intelligence be in comparison? And more importantly: what effects will the advances in this field have on our society? https://ars.electronica.art/center/en/exhibitions/ai/

Understanding AI combines artworks, research, visualizations and interactive experiences trying to explain what AI is now as in Machine Learning. The exhibition emphasizes on the positives of AI, however, between the lines also issues of privacy, biases and other “highly questionable” use of AI is brought forth. Whereas the Uncanny Values exhibition in Vienna was bringing fort social, economical, ethical and democratic issues from a discourse around ethical/fair use of AI the Ars Electronica exhibition was very didactic and aimed to explain the technology in a very detailed way.

Following some highlights from the perspective of my research:

When entering the exhibition the first thing one faces is facial recognition. Later one realizes being part of the WHAT A GHOST DREAMS OF (2019) artwork by artist collective H.O. According to the artist the artwork questions: What do we humans project into the digital counterpart we are creating with AI? It is getting to know our world without prior knowledge and generating data that never existed. What are the effects of using AI to produce works of art? Who holds the copyright? And what is AI, the “ghost,” dreaming about, and what does that mean for us as human beings?

Getting down the stairs to the basement we naturally continue to explore questions about facial and emotion recognition. Mixed on a wall are research papers, websites, industry apps, viral deep fake videos and (artistic) research such as Adam Harvey’s Mega Pixels  or Gender Shades by Joy Buolamwini team.The mix brings applications of facial and emotion detection both showing how advanced the technology however questioning the ethical aspects of it as well as. Research shows how “fake” faces produced and getting more realistic bringing also forth problematic uses of deep fakes.

On the long wall one can try Affectiva’s emotion detection app. One can also watch Lucas Zanottos film in which he used very simple everyday objects to express feelings, together with the emotion detection app these works raises questions of how emotions are mapped to our facial expressions.

Further the visitor can read how neural networks were trained to recognize criminal faces in a Chinese study, and how e.g. Amazon Face recognition failed to mach lawmakers faces.

One section of the wall questions what can be read in a face followed by examples such as face2gene and faception the first an app to recognize genetic syndrome from a child’s picture and the second profiling faces into categories such as High IQ, Poker face, Terrorist or Pedophile. Even if info layers refer to Physiognomy here a sharper tone on condemning such applications and revealing their dangers would have been beneficial. Also the the highly alerting study on training AI to recognizes sexual orientation from facial images is only paired with a question if AI understands what it sees, rather than implications of making such an study or application in the first place. How ever a section of the wall is dedicated to problematic use of facial recognition in predictive policing and oppressive use in a surveillance state such as China. The anecdote on the wall referring to public shaming of jail walkers.

One section on the wall is turning our attention to the generation of faces using neural networks. The “Obama Deep Fake” by Researchers at the University of Washington and AI generated news anchors are paired with artist Matthias Nießner face2face in which he plays the puppet master with Trumps face. In addition a research on generating very realistic fake faces by a company called NVIDIA shows how fast such fakes are getting harder to recognize. Here I would like to seen a segment on how spoofing fakes is also very important as described e.g. by artist Kyle McDonald

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Assessment 2: Independent Project

Lydia Kann Nettler’s forests of paperZ6 is my chosen site

 I will use this particular area for the art installation, as well as the platform up the staircase.

This place has high ceiling, which provides an opportunity to exploit it for the installation. Plus, this space lacks of life, you could say it is very dead.

The main thing that I liked is the glass wall that separates the place which makes it look like one area.

This is the second area which I am going to use for the installation .

I am thinking to connect these two areas by creating more than one form that are relate to each other. 

Week 8 

artist research

Artist Crystal Wagner 

This piece  creates an unusual juxtaposition of an unwieldy organic growth against the backdrop of a 100-year-old art nouveau facade. Wagner is known for her large-scale mixed-media installations using a variety of materials like braided nylon, wire mesh, and cable ties that create colorful forms affixed to buildings or suspended from galleries.

This could be a good inspiration for the exterior wall next to platform up to the stair case. 

kathleen ryan creates moldy fruit sculptures from semi-precious gemstones

Artist Kathleen Ryan creates a conversation between the beautiful and the grotesque in her oversized sculptures of mold-covered fruit. The New York-based artist uses precious and semi-precious stones like malachite, opal, and smoky quartz to form the simulacrum of common green rot on each fruit. Working at a larger-than-life scale, Ryan creates a foam base, rudimentarily painted to map out the fresh and rotten areas on the surface. She then individually places each gemstone, with varied shapes, sizes, and colors that emulate the shift from desirable to disgusting. Lemons are a particular favorite, but Ryan also works with oranges and pears, with each work scaling 6 to 29 inches. “The sculptures are beautiful and pleasurable, but there’s an ugliness and unease that comes with them,” Ryan told The New York Times.

I really like the creative method that artist use to show the rottenness.  

the artist name: pascale marthine tayou

ree branches of various distances and dimensions grow horizontally from the surface, inverting the usual experience and traditional relationship we have with trees. rather than leaves, the bark bears brightly colored plastic bags on its edges, crudely tied to each organic limb. while the work stands as a visual symbol of the harmful effects of pollution and consumerism on the environment, ‘plastic tree’ is also an investigation towards the artistic qualities of plastic as a medium, and its incorporation with natural materials.

I like the organic movements, the colour and the use of recycled materials.  

Artist Henrique Oliveira has created an amazing piece of work that is so realistic, it looks as though it is taking over the building. The piece in entitled  Baitogogo, and resembles the look of an over-grown forest. The installation is made on top of the supports that hold up the building, and it looks as though all the beams have begun to grow into each other. People have been referring to the piece as anthropomorphic, and that is a good description because the limbs have realistic qualities that seem as though it is growing all on its own. 

also here interesting organic movement from different directions. 

Kathleen Ryan is my research exampler  

los Angeles based sculptor Kathleen Ryan plays with weight and time in her Grecian-inspired sculptures.

Ryan’s work started gaining attention following her debut show at London’s Josh Lilley in 2016. Here, she exhibited her signature mammoth sized grapes, which hang heavy as lead from their plinths. The grapes are bound together with heavy concrete shackles giving her work a political element. 

Through her innovative handling of form, Ryan appears to usurp gravity, making dense and heavy materials seem weightless. 

I like the form, colours, materials and the how the artworks exhibit the space.   

This heritage fig tree in botanic garden, was my inspiration for the art installation. 

It has beautiful and unique growth. I like the way of branching small branches on the big branch and what I like more or what attracted my eyes is the accumulation of fruit in some parts.

The eggshell was the beginning, it is has similar qualities to the image in my mind, the features of the eggshell, like the balance, different/contrasting colours, and thickness, were all part of the inspiration for the bowls.

A way to describe this is that someone would feel protected if they were in it.    

This is the process of mimicking the egg shell by using clay 

Process of colouring the clay outer shell with white and gold on the inside. 

I chose to use metallic paint because of the way it reflects light, this adds depth, and reflection.

Experimenting using  chicken mesh 

I was not satisfied with the results of the chicken mesh, it doesn't reflect what I imagined in my mind.  

artist research 

Lydia Kann Nettler’s forests of paper

Lydia Kann Nettler creates environments made of paper and paper products. Her site-specific installations of sculptural and charcoal-drawn forest scenes include collaged prose that explores the impact of being the child of a Holocaust survivor, single parenthood, mental illness, and poverty. 

one example of artist installation who used paper mache for his work.  so I am more excited to try this mothed. 

Experimenting using paper Mache method

The materials I needed were:

Flour

Water

Newspaper

Balloon

I did the first few steps, I mixed in the water with the flour, set up the balloon and newspaper all ready for the paper Mache process.

Here, i've made one balloon fully covered and one covered only half way.

The process of this project was very long, it took a while getting the balloons covered, but it took a day process for the paper Mache to dry.

This bowl was dropped, however I loved the turn out, it makes it more unique, balanced, and tight. It also shows how thin the paper Mache became.

The curved shape of this bowl, incorporates shadows, and depth.

These two bowls are from the fully covered balloon, I cut it in half to create two separate pieces.

This full balloon didn't have thin layer like the half balloon, this might be due to too many layers of newspaper. I was not satisfied with this, as I wanted it to be thinner, however I loved the shape, depth, balance, and shadow (around it and inside it).

The effect of the metallic and curved shape both work together well, because having the metallic on the inside not only creates reflection of the light, but also creates depth, making it look deeper. It is like a magical ray of light inside of the bowl. 

While waiting the other balloon to dry I try using anther type of papers.  

Experimenting using normal white paper and very thin kind of fabric 

Same process as the newspaper, however it was an easier, and cleaner method. Comparing the flour mix to the craft paste mix, the craft paste was a much cleaner liquid to use.

It was hard to deal with the fabric, because it wasn't gripping onto the balloon, and it wasn't in a nice round oval shape. This might've been because of the large pieces, so I took it off and cut the fabric into smaller, more flexible pieces.

This was the result.

This method wasn't very durable, or successful, this might've been because the strength of the fabric is weaker than the strength of the paper.

When paper mache dried the balloon popped.

It is smoother than the flour method.

I like the unique shape the paper had. However, the balloon stuck to it, and it was hard to remove. 

This normal bowl shape did not have the same effect as the curved one, the metallic paint reflects of the light, but I would use both in the art installation.

I used photoshop to experiment with the final result, on the long cement column I had the small clay bowls stuck on for more colour and life in this area, you also see in the other platform, the large curved shaped bowl. But I don't have anything in mind yet for the wall.

 placed two curved bowls on the platform, One of them was large in scale, while the other fits human body, to make it cozy, and closed in.

The last experiment 

The differences in this experiment are 

less layers of paper 

using the craft mix   

The result when they dried 

Smoother and Thinner  which is what i am aiming for.  

back to my inspiration (fig tree branch) I think adding  branch-like curved rounded lines(branches) that seems coming out from the column (tree trunk) and attached to the next wall is a good idea to get benefit from the existing elements in the space. 

I really like this  because it is more integrated with the space and  there is clear visual harmony and balance. 

I made sketch up model for the area where my installation will be. 

this photo shows the exterior part of the installation. I described the work in detail in the written rational.  

this photo shows the interior part of the installation. in this one I tried to add extra colour to the gold which is metallic fuchsia colour but I add it in small portion just to add more excitement to installation 

I think it will be good idea to add different colour from time to time to make the art installation more joyful. 

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Thrift challenge - Kohaku River from Studio Ghibli’s Spirited Away.

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I had a lot of fun and frustration making this doll and I hope to share the love. If you have the drive, you can make the most of anything. Never let anything stop you from letting your art flow through you in any medium

Haku is 100% hand Sewn and is completely poseable, Even his ears and Whiskers can be posed in any way. His face and whiskers have a soft layer of fur on them for realism.

Haku was a personal Favorite and Challenge for me. Everything That went into making Haku was obtained from the Dollar Store or a Thrift store and a few items​ from bargain bins in multiple locations. Sometimes people tell me, Making art dolls it to expensive. So I decided to challenge myself by making one from anything I could. I did however learn a valuable lesson! Just because you can do something doesn’t mean you should. I spent 3 times as long making Haku and fighting with different materials so I’d rather spend more and struggle less for less of a hassle in the future. That being said, It was a HUGE learning opportunity to wander outside my comfort zone.

The white fur is actually a microfiber cloth I got from the Dollar Store for $1.00

The Green Fur(The reason I decided it would be Haku) was sold in a scrap bin for $1.00 an ounce, so I sewed some scraps together.

The Grey underbelly is Blizzard Fleece I got as a remnant (50% off) I paid $0.58

The Wire I got in the Floral section of the Dollar store. Pure Aluminum that I twisted two lengths together. $1.00

Haku’s Legs Ears Horns and head are made from a wire base Same as his body Which I then Sculpted Hot Glue to form the structure. After the Hot Glue, I built them up and strengthened them with a form of child’s project paper mache. I used Elmer’s Glue+Water and Crepe Paper (The rolled streamer paper you use for hanging at parties) I then Sanded it to death to have a sculpted looking form. Glue was $1.00 and Paper was $1.00, Glue sticks were $2.00 (Value Village) But since I have an abundance left over, I can use them all on other things.

The scales are made from cut card stock I got for free and glued in place and all is sealed with Mod Podge Which I also attained at the Dollar Store for $1.00 I used my own Supply of paints and borrows a few colors from a friend.

Hakus Whiskers are made from wire and wrapped in a fabric using fabric glue so they can stay posable but have a realistic look. (Materials Bought at Value Village)

#haku #kohaku #kohaku river #dragon #spirited away #hayao miyazaki #studio ghibli #asian #fantasy #ooakdoll

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The most favourite activity for children would be art and craft. It’s a great idea to let kids develop their own love for art work and have fun while they are involved in this task. There are tons of arts and crafts for kids to do around at your home, from painting, coloring, making things out of waste and so much more.

What is Art Fun

Well the art is fun is a phrase which explains the feeling of a person working on something made out of their own will, imaginary at times, and he\she may feel good about it. It is a form of expressing inner belief, while creating something they want to on their own.

For kids art is fun as it engages them into some kind of happy playful and colorful activity, again something that explains what their own brain is thinking about while doing any kind of art or craft.

For some art is a profession, and they make sure they take out their best imaginary depiction of a canvas or surface they are working on. Painting the Mona Lisa Lips took Da Vinci almost 12 years, so that’s the kind of perfection in art for professions, although they enjoy their work and so do we as the viewers.

Types of Art Activities

As mentioned above, any kind of creative work that gives an adult or kids pleasure while making it, is known to be art which is indeed fun. There are some basic art activities which are meant for kids or adults. Let’s take a look at them:

Drawing Activity

There are so many forms of drawing, from using a charcoal and making sketches to using a pencil or colors for drawing. This is something kids enjoy as art work and love to draw their imagination out on a piece of paper too. Adults would love to draw sketches of people or places while some would have interest in making drawings of houses or fashion. Drawing ideas for kids or for adults can be a profession that is well known today.

Painting

This is a form of using color media in paint that gives color to a basic drawing or sketch. There are so many painting artists known for their classy work and have grown today as legends of art. From learning painting for beginners or painting for kids, this is one of the most known and loved art activities for all.

From using acrylic colors for kids or painting using oil paints, we have a basic guide to types of art paint colors to help you understand the mediums. Types of Painting Colors a Guide for Beginners.

Coloring Activity

Children find coloring very exciting, it is a form of art that children would love to give colors as per their own creative minds. Coloring for kids with crayons or pencil colors can be a great way to start up with art work. Find coloring drawings or coloring using paints in various ways, you will learn more about this in the article.

Abstract art

There is no specific definition for abstract art, it is any form of design that’s created unintentionally but appears pleasing to the eye, it has no shape. It can be done as paintings, drawings or made with material things or even a structure. This is also a profession of many artists you love making abstract art. Murals can also be named abstract forms, when they are created out of no shape but are painted on the walls.  

Tie Dye Art

This is a fun craft for adults and kids too. Making your own kind of dyed apparels or accessories is fun with tie dye effects. Children would love to make their own tie dye shirts or even tie and dye their bags, socks, hairband, apron and many more clothes. There are so many tie dye designs that can be made using techniques, See How to Tie Dye Clothing in Different Techniques.

Craft Work

Just like the tie dye art, there are so many fun activities that are a fun craft for adults or kids. From using strings, wood, pins, boards, papers etc, you can create wonderful artwork for your decor or home. Make Stocking flowers, or make Wall hanging art from paint and canvas. There are a ton of different art craft ways to get yourselves indulged in art with diy techniques.

Art & Crafts for Kids

After all the basics of types of art that you can do, here are some extras on art for kids to enjoy themselves and is easy art for them.

String painting for children

There are many painting ideas for kids to enjoy painting, and painting with strings is a fun way they can get started with using paints. Get some strings and cut them into longer pieces for them to be dipped in the color, later allow your children to apply them on paper and pull this apart slowly to make patterns, watercolor string painting is a great form of art for kids.

Marbling Paint Technique

Another easy way of painting for kids is marbling, easy by just adding paint in a tray with water and oil. The paint stays on top and you can get all different hues to create the amarbel effect. Then by placing a paper over, let it sit for a few seconds before you pick it up and the paint is transferred to your paper. Using two three colors to crate that mixed marble effect.

Paper Craft for Kids

There are so many different crafts for kids, but paper craft for kids is what any child would love to work on. Since children can find papers easily and paper scissors are safe to use to cut out and make craft. Paper weaving from two different color stripes, weave across with folds to make weave patterns. Paper mache is one paper art all kids love doing, from getting all messy to create shapes and articles from them is a favourite choice.

Art Project from Waste Material

This is another craft that kids can get creative by making their own articles from waste like cereal boxes craft. Use old boxes or wrappers of wafers and chocolates to create crafts like book holders, bangle holders, Make masks and halloween costumes and lots more. You can get all creative by making things from waste articles from your kitchen or even old pieces of cloth.

Color Resist Art

The art involves resistance like a tape, wax colors or glue, which can be used before coloring the paper. This creates reverse effect of colors and kids can enjoy doing with either of the resist material and different color mediums form paint, wax crayons, or even acrylics.

Finger Painting

As children, we all did this type of painting with our fingers. Easy and fun to use paint with fingers and thumbs to create artwork. Give them different hues and a concept to start with finger painting, also use pen or pencil to draw out contours or eyes and nose or details to add more fun to the art.

These were some easy kids craft ideas to work on, or as adults you can also love art and take this as hobbies. Being creative also keeps kids happier and gives children an extra boost to their growing brains.

It’s a good idea to invest in some good art crafts for kids to keep them engaged into learning something. Buying sets and kits is recommended rather than buying supplies separately. Go for coloring books or paint by numbers for children. These also come in sets like Acrylic painting kits for kids, or buy tie dye kits for children.

Anything that includes diy and art will give children pleasure as they work on it. It also means that now you can keep and save some of your cereal boxes for your children’s craft activities.