Happy birthday, Schack Art Center!
The kids and I went to the Schack's first anniversary celebration this past weekend, and like all good parties there was something fun for everyone.
A collage table for kids and adults...
... a print-pulling center...
... even the little guys like TwoBoo could color masks.
The art gallery featured some incredible masks from artists worldwide, both traditional (like the Baule mask from Ivory Coast)...
... and contemporary (by Margo Grothe and Marita Dingus).
But no birthday party for a one-year-old would be complete without a meltdown.
TwoBoo was happy -- well, not happy AT ALL -- to provide this service when I informed him it was time to go. I was just terrified he'd knock something over. Wood, clay, glass... so many choices.
Have I ever mentioned when he commits to a tantrum, he really commits? For about 45 minutes? As I carried him out kicking and screaming, one person joked TwoBoo is destined to grow up to be an artist. Personally, I think The Boy is already the artist...
... while TwoBoo, on the other hand, will be the agent who screams until the art gallery agrees to pay Rembrandt-level prices for The Boy's work. Plus TwoBoo's commission, of course.
The kids and I went to the Schack's first anniversary celebration this past weekend, and like all good parties there was something fun for everyone.
A collage table for kids and adults...
... a print-pulling center...
... even the little guys like TwoBoo could color masks.
The art gallery featured some incredible masks from artists worldwide, both traditional (like the Baule mask from Ivory Coast)...
TwoBoo was happy -- well, not happy AT ALL -- to provide this service when I informed him it was time to go. I was just terrified he'd knock something over. Wood, clay, glass... so many choices.
Have I ever mentioned when he commits to a tantrum, he really commits? For about 45 minutes? As I carried him out kicking and screaming, one person joked TwoBoo is destined to grow up to be an artist. Personally, I think The Boy is already the artist...
... while TwoBoo, on the other hand, will be the agent who screams until the art gallery agrees to pay Rembrandt-level prices for The Boy's work. Plus TwoBoo's commission, of course.