It was during those same two years of living in the Netherlands that a school friend and I, sixth graders at the time, spent a bunch of happy hours playing across the street from her house at a construction site after hours. As I've played with my current Core Values patch yesterday and today, memories have surfaced of the engaging pleasure of making something out of 'nothing' at that building site—arranging and rearranging cinder blocks, scraps of wood, bits of metal, and other stuff lying around in the gravel and weeds.
Here I am doing the same thing all these many years later.
|added white shapes, scratched through layers|
|pasted tissue collage, extended color, added veiling|
* I kinda shrugged off my homework yesterday, not persisting in searching for online evidence of Arthur's weed patch, but look what my friend Carolyn found:
Miss Peach is a really sweet and kind teacher but, still, I hope she doesn't find out Carolyn did my homework for me.