It starts when kids are tiny.
As soon as they enter the Schooling-System… the “telling” begins. The teacher “tells”, the kids listen and obey.
I sent my kids to pre-school before they were out of nappies. At the time, I vehemently believed that public schools were best.
“My kids aren’t going to end up strange and sheltered like those homeschooled children!”, I declared.
Morgan stayed at pre-school for 3 and a half years… (and I’m still trying to un-do what was done).
For a long time, Joah and Morgan would excitedly present me with their artwork and illustrations – and I was never quite sure what to do with them. Sure, I could magnet a few paintings to the fridge… but it wasn’t long before their pictures would get old and tatty. The rest of their art usually ended up stuffed in a drawer or in a box.
Last Christmas, I was wondering what to give family and friends as Christmas presents. I’m really not a big fan of what the Festive Season has become. Most people shop at big malls and big stores… buying cheap, plastic, made-in-China toys and gifts (with a very short life span). I didn’t want to go that route. I wanted to give friends and family something special and personal… something that would make them smile. Something that would remind them of us – as a family.
Joah had recently illustrated a selection of ghosts that he was very proud of. This is what his original picture looked like:
I decided to play around a bit – so I scanned in his artwork… imported it in to my graphics programme… added colour… and created 5 unique pieces of art, based on Joah’s ghosts – which then looked like this:
Living Differently 