So I wore the silly hula girl Jimmy Buffet affair to the St. Patrick's day parade and total strangers were yelling "Beachside!" at me, all friendly and stuff. I had no idea at first what the hell that meant but figured it out. It was my silly hula girl hat. Beachside must be a nickname for the coming eyesore. So I thought, oh hell to the no! Then I thought, ... hey, I'm an artist. I can change this. My new and very cool hat.
No coocoo surf company names, because I'm bitter against that crap too. $48 for a pair of flip flops... really? Just body surfing... you, your body the ocean and no marketing. Amazing what a little paper and matt medium can do.
Messy Art!
We made chickens!
These are plastic eggs, tissue, feathers and eyes. At first I was thinking about letting them use real eggs and blow the stuff out of the middle. Then I thought, am I nuts? First of all, it's gross. Second it will take them days to blow all that nasty out of there. Pretty sure I remember doing this as a kid and I think I broke a capillary in my face trying to blow all that icky egg out.
I try not to give the kids too much direction. I always tell them to be as creative as they want. Love seeing all the different results.