Corey Convict

Sometimes ideas come from the most unusual sources. Take my twelve year old son, Jordan. When he came in with his friend Pollyanna and said he was bored this afternoon, I was in the middle of a craft session. So I thought I'd get them involved. I stamped out some Magnolia images for them on plain white copy paper, gave them my watercolour pencils, and let them get on with it.

Now Both Pollyanna and Jordan have always complained that Tilda and Edwin had no mouths. They can't think of a human figure without somewhere to stuff food into or make a noise from. So they began to draw mouth's on all the figures I'd stamped out for them. So there they were expressing themselves artistically.

When I looked in on them some half an hour later. Pollyanna had coloured some lovely little Tilda's all girly, but Jordan had gone a bit further:

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He'd made cute little Edwin into a punk-haired convict complete with tattoos called Corey. Now psychiatrists do say that children express their true feelings through art. I do hope he's not trying to tell me something (GULP).