Wednesday, September 15, 2010

It's because I'm a real art teacher now.

Dear Patrick,
I'm realizing more and more that I never really say what I do here... Well, I'm about to solve the mysteries. For the past month, I have been working with all the 4th graders in Mitchell County and we are making books about North Carolina. We've toured Penland campus, made paste-paintings about different things we've seen in North Carolina and currently we're constructing the book covers. Want to see my favorites?

This is the hands-down, no-contest winner in my mind:Are you seeing this fish?! I couldn't paint one that well. I'm so in love with this whole cover. How about that squawky bird on the back? And I don't know if you can see it, but if you look in the bottom left corner of the fishing scene, there is actually another fish there, too. The shiny spots all over it is mica. Brilliant. I keep asking Meg if I can trade him. My cover isn't as great as this one.

This is my favorite inside cover:
The colors! The red sun sparkles in the water! The beauty of the whole thing! I love love love it. Maybe I've gotten soft, maybe I've grown a heart, maybe I'm just in a crazy 4th grade mindset, but some of these kids are more impressive than I ever expected. Actually, I think there was a collection of people in my BFA show that could learn a few things from these 4th graders...

For example:Black and white.
Are.
You.
Kidding.
ME?
What kind of grown-up human is this 4th grader going to turn out to be if he has already figured out values? Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant.

This is my sorry excuse for a book cover. Surprised? You shouldn't be. It strongly references some earlier work of mine, but this one is less about happy races and more about inquisitive 9-year-olds. And the back cover represents my extreme fear of the spiders that own this mountain.
And the inside is my on-going excitement about lightning bugs. It's really not fair that we don't have them in Utah.

But come on, can I please have this one instead?It's all I want.
Love, Adrienne

Thursday, September 9, 2010

It's because a photo is worth a thousand lies.

Dear Patrick,
Remember when I was a pregnant teen?
I know you thought I was being serious for one second. I've never been pregnant, I've never given birth, but this picture begs to differ. It makes me laugh every time I stumble across it. Oh yeah, and remember how Colton wasn't always a mutant giant human being? I don't.

Love, Adrienne

Thursday, September 2, 2010

It's because you may have won the battle but not the war.

Dear Mouse,
I am a very territorial person. From the time I was small, I preferred to keep my distance from people and other creatures. As such, I would prefer you to respect my ways and move out. In fact, this is an order. After rearranging and redecorating my room with a variety of new traps, I promise the steps you take in returning to my bedroom will literally be your last. I don't want to share my Kleenex with you anymore.
And I don't appreciate you borrowing my clothes.
And I really don't enjoy our staring contests. I know it seems that you have held the upper hand in the past with all of the screaming and running and calling of nightwatchmen, but I will have you know that the troops on my side have a new plan of action. The fear I once had of you has matured into a deep and solid hatred. I plan to win this war, gaining sole residency of my bedroom and handing you your death. Oh little mouse, choose your actions wisely for one wrong move could end all of your hopes, dreams, and chance of posterity.

Sincerely,
Adrienne