The little one and I had a mummy and daughter afternoon today. In my "mummy time", which isn't as much as I'd like, I try to make/ paint/ draw something together. Today it was collage work. While this isn't technically my creative pursuit, I think at times parents forget to give themselves credit for the creative energy that we put into raising a child.
In Amanda Blake Soule's book, The Creative Family, she talks about giving children access to high-quality art materials. She writes "The materials we give our children to create with send them a message about how we value their creative endeavours, their time, and their work.... our children will know that their work is important to us. They will know we believe they are worthy of the "good stuff"."
This really struck a chord in me. I look at all the beautiful materials I love to use, I'd love to bring my little one up appreciating their gorgeousness. So out came the (handmade, hand-screenprinted) Japanese paper scraps and she had a ball.
It's funny though, you look at this picture and you could possibly imagine a quiet peaceful day, with a quiet peaceful child. But rather, this was one of the few moments in the day she took to slow down. Amidst toddler tantrums and a wilful child trying to assert her independence, there was this creative time, some lovely puddle splashing and a trip to the sushi shop, where we ate sushi in the store together just like grownups. Those are the moments I want to remember.
For more creative spaces, here is the place to visit.