His father paints with light, apertures and shutter speeds.
Ethan paints with brushes, strokes and colors.
His father mixes talent and hard work to make his masterpieces.
Ethan mixes glue and sparkles and paper scraps to make his.
His father examines his surroundings, searching for beauty.
Ethan examines a beautiful girl as he paints his face.
His father looks at the world, and makes it more spectacular.
Ethan looks at his Pa-Pa, and makes him more handsome.
His father is an artist. And Ethan is, too.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
His Father is an Artist
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Berkeley,
California,
Habitot,
museum,
painting,
photography,
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7 comments:
Gorgeous! Those blue, blue eyes.
My 3yo loves painting. He can't get enough of it.
Thanks for stopping by at my blog, Sarah! Look forward to reading more!
Oh my goodness, what a beautiful post. It was like a poem. Obviously, you are also an artist... words are your paintbrush, and this blog is your canvass!
~Elizabeth
Confessions From A Working Mom
This is such a lovely post and you have a beautiful artist :) . Thankyou for your lovely comment also, I'm now following your lovely blog :)
You sure have a way with words my dear! This was a beautifully written post. :) Your boys are lucky to have you!
Beautiful. Just beautiful!
Great blog, what a handsome son you have.
And what a cute little artist he is!
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