Saturday, May 31, 2008
The picture tells indeed the story of Hana, who – infected by the chickenpox virus (hence the dots all over her skin) – had to stay at home, and she is obviously sad (mouth corners turned downwards) about this. Or upset.
The things flying in the air is ‘that what you told me that drinks my blood at night’. She means a mosquito, because they also cause bumps that itch. The other one is a work still in progress.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
I was thinking about this when I saw this drawing that Hana left on my desktop yesterday. She’s not here to explain me what the drawing is about, so I’m having to decipher her story myself.
I think this is about this weekend. We went to the mountain house this weekend. They have some massive spiders in this country. We are lucky; we did not have the tarantula type in the house, but still, we found some pretty big ones. A large one (dead) in Hana’s room. A very large (soon to be dead) one right above the front door. Another huge one on the front door (also a future dead spider). Another big fat one in a room of another house (which we could see through the window).
So here we have a spider in a box, that jumps out (‘jumping spider’ according to Hana). I think her brother has been scarig her hat hey will jump at her). The person under the table is obviously scared. .
The butterfly has a sign next to his house.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
The castle has a round entrance door, and side towers. I wonder where she sees this stuff.
And in a castle live, of course, a king and a queen. Or maybe a prince and a princess. Complete with crown.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
I forgot the stick at work. I even forgot about the existence of that stick, until I got this drawing from her.
What does it say Hana?”
“You read it.”
I try, but I cannot figure it out. I see an ‘I Love Mom’. I see a ‘The’ and ‘Would Go U Like to’
I tell her I cannot read it. So she says;
“It says; would you like to peel the stick with me?”
Now I can read it. And it makes perfect sense.
It reads indeed: “ Would you like to peel to stick we found, with me?”
Somebody must have helped her with the writing. Her teacher, I think, Miss Linda.
I’ll get the stick from work tomorrow. If it is still there.
This morning (also, it was a busy morning) I saw a funny little pale thing lying on the carpet. Like a little tube or something. I picked it up. It was flexible, but not hollow. It had a tapered end, but the other side looked like, like, well, I don’t know what it looked like. Almost like a severed limb or so. Odd. Very odd.
And then Hana walked in, stepped on something and squeaked “Eeeww!”
As I peeled it off her foot, I noticed two little eyes, and instantly I recognized our house gecko.
It seems the cat finally had gotten hold of it. And devoured parts of it, except for the head and the tail. Inspired by this sad event, Hana drew a gecko (lizard, she calls it) and cut it out. She’s got great fine-motor skills. Definitely a girl.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
A wizard (The corner got ripped, but was pasted on again by Scotch tape)
A lady with curly hair. No idea where the ‘graduate 5’ comes from. She must have copied that from somewhere. She's got quite a pile of wood in front of her. Lovely dress, and shoes with ribbons. We bought new shoes yesterday, and she insisted on shoes with ribbons. We settled for golden shoes with purple butterflies.A cluster of houses, made for the housekeeper (and confiscated by her mom) , done in wax.A doughnut boy, inspired by a book she got this week.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
“Look Mom, I found a nice stone for you. A heart.”
Friday, May 16, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
So it is a horn. And the things streaming out of the horn is of course the sound. The clown squeekes the rubber ball, and the horn goes 'beep beep'. An Action Clown, so to speak.
I like the ‘Clown with Horn’ but I like her little hands more. No nail polish today.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
And so she drew a spider family.
Daddy spider down at the bottom (not smiling), mommy spider above him (smiling), and baby spider making a tour to the web and back again (follow arrows). They’ve caught a bug it seems, some type of fly, and putting them into these squares. Store rooms maybe?
She takes her art very seriously. She knows now I post her art with a story, and so now she comes to me with art she wants published, and tells me the story without prompting.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
A planned sleep-over at Leila’s had to be cancelled, much to Hana’s dismay. She’s wondering when the war will end. She doesn’t like the big bangs, but the gunfire is like firework to her, so she doesn’t mind that. And so she paints. The greater the canvas, the better she likes it, and there’s nothing better than an entire wall.