The Ever Expanding Spirograph of Happiness.

Tonight I watched a tv show on extreme parenting. In it I heard a father say-Elijah expressed an interest in sleeping upstairs on the floor.

So Elijah did.

Then Elijah ate a chocolate donut for breakfast while sitting on the steps.

The children don’t go to school. Instead they do a thing called unschooling. They children never have to do anything they don’t want to. Which maybe is called Undoing! They learn math by going shopping and by adding up video game scores. They also go camping a lot and if they want to they can ‘craft’ all day long without interruption.

I watched until another extreme parenter, wearing sandals and socks began to layer placenta in a pot plant and then stick a pine tee on top while the whole family watched. Earlier, there had been a scene with a blender and the placenta but I shut my eyes.

I don’t have children, so really don’t want to comment ‘too deeply’ on ‘parenting’, but I’d imagine that if you let children do whatever they want, whenever they want, they turn into arseholes who expect all their lives to do what they want, whenever they want.

Today’s good thing was, when I asked for it, I got a lot of help and advice from some very nice people, complete strangers. Thank you to Property Tribe!

This, new today, the ever expanding Spirograph of happiness. 140cm x 100cm.

Spirographs might look easy to handle, but they’re not.
Especially when you have to hold them up on paper that’s up on a wall.
If there’s a bump on the wall, and there are, then the pens slips out of the hole and I get a wobbly line.

Then I have to get the correcting fluid out and cover up the mess of lines that look a bit like smashed up spider legs.

Birthday in the chapel, all finished.

I was staying at Laura and Rowan’s when I started this, looking after their Lurcher, Benny.
I found out that Benny likes to get up on tables in the night because in the morning there were dog foot prints on the drawing.

And little bits of blur where the water from his feet had touched the ink.
Benny is a delightful animal even though he also ate a half a wheel of my Camembert.

70cm x 100cm, black ink on Fabriano.