We didn't have a lot of time together that day, and I wasn't prepared to get into a larger project, so I directed her to Pinterest, and told her to look at my board of painted rocks. I knew there was a pile of washed and ready rocks in the corner of my garden.
She found my board and I could see her interest was piqued. I suggested she do a search...painted rocks...where she would find even more inspiration.
I glanced over, saw a confused look on her face and looked at the screen. Oh No! How did you get there, I asked, and quickly corrected her mistake.
Her search was for PANTED rocks, instead of PAINTED rocks. A simple spelling mistake, and this is what her search came up with.
She found my stash of acrylic paints, my box of brushes and went to work. I'm sorry I didn't take a picture when I had the chance, but she did a great whale, in blue of course, her favorite color, and a Minion.
"Did you know you have black board paint?" she asked.
"Yes," I answered, "did you want to try it?"
She selected a large flat rock and went home later with her chalk board rock. I kept the others, and put a coat of Modge Podge on them to preserve her work.
I see some art lessons in my future, and love it. Finally, I have found someone in the family with the art gene.
My grandfather was a chemical engineer, but also a painter and gifted photographer. My mother was a very talented artist, oils for the most part but she tried many other mediums.
My brother also went the photography route, and in this modern era, has further developed that talent with digital art and photo shop.
I paint, mixed media collage, crochet like a demon and write, both this blog, one other and works of fiction.
I'm delighted to see these artistic endeavors come to light. Who knows what the future holds, I have six other grandchildren. Their inherited artistic talent may yet come to be.