During elementary school, the art activities were more craft-based than art (e.g., colored salt patterns in a jar). However, I do remember learning some fundamental skills and doing projects that I enjoyed - like learning how to enlarge a drawing using a graph (this was in fourth grade). My project was enlarging a picture of Pooh. I spent a lot of time on it in class, and was happy with how it turned out.
Doodles in my nature journal.
(Taken on February 15, 2011.)
By sixth grade, my parents gave me an opportunity to go to summer school. At that time, the classes I was able to choose from were focused on hobbies and life-skills.
For example, I remember taking a pottery class which I thoroughly enjoyed. I still have the clay wastebasket that I made in that class. In fact, I used it throughout my junior and senior high school years when I lived at home.
Nature imprints in clay that Sophia, Olivia, and I did.
(Taken on September 8, 2009.)
I also took a needlework class in which I made a crocheted baby blanket. The stitching, honestly, is better then than what I could do now.
A crocheted dishcloth I made using a new stitch I learned.
(Taken on April 9, 2010)
Rug in progress at Enfield Shaker Museum in New Hampshire.
It reminds me a bit of the process that I did, except at the museum
they use cloth rather than yarn (which is what I used).
(Taken on September 8, 2011.)
The time I enjoyed in the art wing of junior high never happened at senior high. My classes were all in the other parts of the school - in math, science, literature/English, geography, history, and other college-prep courses.
I often wonder what would have happened if I did take art classes in senior high. Would my direction in life and career have been different than what it was prior to being a parent and homeschool mom?