Two pieces that come from the art room in her school. A
ballet dancer (3-dimensional, see up) and a tiger, also 3 dimensional, but
this one was framed at school, and so the class is reflecting a little. She has
a thing for tigers and all other animals of the cat family.
Sunday, June 3, 2012
An Arabic Project
A school project on the culture of Lebanon. She has a preference for Kaak because they look like little handbags.
The Magic Berry
She does still write her own stories though. Here is a book
she published last month; The Magic Berry, complete with flaps and
illustrations.
Cartoons
Some cartoons from last year as well. She has a preference
for cartoon stories at the moment, reads Calvin & Hobbes, and Archie.
Sick Panther
| Hana's Panther is sick |
I have been terribly negligent regarding Hana’s Art Blog. Her
mom makes pictures of all her creations, but somehow they end up on her mom’s
computer, and sit there. Hana, however, is setting her first steps into Cyberspace,
and hopefully she can do this herself in a year or so.
So let’s start off with a sick Pink Panther in May of 2011.
| He gets fed |
| Suffering from a head ache |
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| . . . which come out of this bag. |
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Art Show
This was Hana's contribution to her school's Annual Art Show. It was hanging partially in the sun, hence the funny bright patches.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Belated Mother's Day Gift
A belated Mother's Day gift from Hana for her mom (that would be me)
This is me. What exactly do you mean by "You might not be the best cook"? Excuse me? That's your father speaking there!!!
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Artist on the Balcony
Summer has started, and so we paint outside. She tried oil-paint, but she had no patience for the drying process; it took forever. So now she's back to acryllic.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Photo Frame
A photo frame Hana constructed this morning with some flowers from the bougainvillea, around a very old picture of her and her brother.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
We Will Miss You
The head of Hana's school will be leaving this year, so Hana drew a picture for her. The lady has a grey parrot in her office, Coco.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Princess Faleesha; a Fairy Tale
Hana is learning how to write fiction and fairy tales in class. This is her fairy tale of Princess Faleesha, written and typed herself (I think she typed it herself), and so this is inventive spelling. But what I really like is her twist. Faleesha won’t have anything to do with Prince Charming; she takes a swing at him, but unfortunately he’s a bit faster than she is.
Once apona time a girl named faleesha lived in a casl with her mom and dad. By the time faleesha was 10 she got sent to a tower.
One day faleesha was 20 she was siting on a char then she felt wind in her face faleesha looked out the windo and she so... a dragin. faleesha screemed but on top of the dragin there was a man. faleesha fantide. The next day faleesha wooc up she was in a house. The man tooc her to his home.! Faleesha pot her fists up Faleesha swingd her arm right she swingd her arm left but the man was to fast. The man said “my name is Erll” Faleesha thot wich was not vary easy to do because prinses hav people to thinc For them. “unkul Erll”? she said! no!no!no! he said “princ Erll” Erll said Erll was a meen and selfish prins. Erll thot he fownd a nanee. Falleesha was forst to cleen the house. One day Falleesha looked out the windowe and sudinly the dragin came! Falleesha jumped on it and floow away. Wen the dragin came bac Falleesha was gone.! Erll was mad Erll said... “Aaaaaaaaaaaa!” “Horay!” Falleesha yeld . Falleesha was safe and sownd at home.
Erll was misrubl and mesy. Erll dide from misery. The dragin lived with prinss Falleesha and became her best Friend.
The End
Once apona time a girl named faleesha lived in a casl with her mom and dad. By the time faleesha was 10 she got sent to a tower.
One day faleesha was 20 she was siting on a char then she felt wind in her face faleesha looked out the windo and she so... a dragin. faleesha screemed but on top of the dragin there was a man. faleesha fantide. The next day faleesha wooc up she was in a house. The man tooc her to his home.! Faleesha pot her fists up Faleesha swingd her arm right she swingd her arm left but the man was to fast. The man said “my name is Erll” Faleesha thot wich was not vary easy to do because prinses hav people to thinc For them. “unkul Erll”? she said! no!no!no! he said “princ Erll” Erll said Erll was a meen and selfish prins. Erll thot he fownd a nanee. Falleesha was forst to cleen the house. One day Falleesha looked out the windowe and sudinly the dragin came! Falleesha jumped on it and floow away. Wen the dragin came bac Falleesha was gone.! Erll was mad Erll said... “Aaaaaaaaaaaa!” “Horay!” Falleesha yeld . Falleesha was safe and sownd at home.
Erll was misrubl and mesy. Erll dide from misery. The dragin lived with prinss Falleesha and became her best Friend.
The End
Never mind, when she sees her chance, she escapes, leaves the sucker behind, and lives happily ever after with a friend of her own choosing; a purple dragon. My kind of girl.
Click on the picture for a 'readable' view.
Click on the picture for a 'readable' view.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Heart in Your Pocket
Left in the pocket of my coat the other day; a little pink heart Hana blanket-stitched in 'Cross-Stitching Class' because she wants to be like her grandmother, who knows how to cross stitch so well.
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