'i am an artist.'
When she came home one afternoon from kindergarten with those 4 words on her self portrait painting, little did I know what that would mean years later.
She has always been a creative child. Like most children, right? Loved to play with play-doh, watercolors, basically make beautiful artsy messes all over.
But it wasn't until this past year that I can honestly say I saw a shift in her work. A maturity. A beauty that wasn't born of mommy goggles.
It was, in fact this picture that actually blew my husband and me away when sitting at our dinner table one night.
She had watched a video of someone drawing Elsa, and then gave it a try.
Holy crow. I had that framed within 24 hours.
From there her art just kept evolving, and while princesses reigned dominant it was the way she drew them that would make me take pause.
Once I knew she was serious, I started to invest more into her art. Beautiful sketch books from AI Friedman, portfolio books, better paints/pencils etc.
Even my friends who recognized her talent, suddenly had gifts geared towards feeding her passion.
It was the portfolio book however where I felt the lesson start to come in.
One thing I am very conscious of as a Mom are the pitfalls of overpraising. If you constantly praise a child and tell them every single thing they do and create is 'wonderful, fabulous, the BEST' where is the learning in that? Where is the room to GROW?
And where is the ability for them to discern for themselves that not all paintings/pictures/creations are made equal.
No, I'm not of the mindset that everything my daughter creates is a masterpiece. The world doesn't work like that, and I want to help guide her into a realistic world, not a narcissistic world.
I want her to look at her work and decide if it's portfolio worthy. Like she does now.
When she creates a piece of art on a loose paper, it's her who decides if it 'makes the book.'
It has helped her look at her work with fresh eyes. Not rely on the praise of others. And make the decision for herself.