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Saturday, March 15, 2008

The "Ides" Eggs of March, your song...


Beware the famous Ides.....the wind shifted and the day brewed up quite the bluster. So when I went to pick up Sophia from a field trip to Fillmore I dropped my brand new music Verizon phone and two parts flew. And it was broken. It's a phone Jack called the $180 buck phone on hearing this jerked out of the Kennedy Center. "It's dead," I said. So I got the shakes and chest pain and drove over anticipating another $180 and they turned the battery around and it's fine. So there.
Driving home I picked up egg dye, Kimmie and the sky grew tremendous.
With a rainbow too. These are rather beautiful...

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I picked up Kimmie and we spent the evening egg dyeing.
She loved the periwinkle.


So to do this we recommend the dye that comes with cups and vinegar, cooked eggs and enthusiasm. Lots of that tonight.

We learned about the process of coloring something, color mixing, talked a long time about sulfur, it's a little smelly. The vinegar always gets to kids too. So I called it a color workshop.

We mixed chartreuse, magenta, a cool coral, periwinkle, indigo, turquoise.

Lots to try.


I like to hit these color differentiations.
Specificity in language is a very Kimmie thing. She likes to own it, so she got on the phone to tell her Dad about the colors. "Yes I'm very pleased with the indigo." It was cute.

If you are babysitting someone it helps to have a few projects going.
She had a good day. Mom made her pizza at lunch, a hit but the yellow squash for dinner was a little over the edge of a kid's palate. I thought that was a funny thing to try. She cooks it with yellow onions. And some butter. Very southern.

With the phone now working we could talk about this process.

The "secret"
to better color.

Very fun day.......and now a tune to those I love.


like Kimmie.......

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4 comments:

  1. newwine11:35 AM

    Beautiful and what a happy day this must have been!
    I may have done this once or twice when little but these colors seem so much more vivid. so you just buy the dye with cups and it tells you what to do? The colors are awesome. I love them all...and thanks for the song. :-)

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  2. Sarah11:55 AM

    Hi, hi,

    It is so much better than yesteryear. What I do is look in the section of the grocery for the dye stuff out in the seasonal stuff, sometimes I buy it after the holiday half price by going to several stores. Anyway there is one kind where it's plastic cups, same old tablets and you add the vinegar. We cheat the system as I buy an extra set and double up the tablets for strong color. The color is stronger than it once was.

    If you do Ukranian eggs you can get fantastic dyes on-line through them but you can't eat that. I like to do pysansky with my own kids. But at school the 1sters are too young.

    I've been noticing an all Elton thing on the airwaves. In the year this came out I remember this...but it fits. How wonderul life is was the theme of my blog they blocked, how beautiful the children are.

    I learned that in teacher training from Bill Thomas too, art celebrates the empowerment of the child of the bringing to the artifact the unique perspectives and thought process and meaning making of the rise to consciousness of their inner being, which I call light.

    Essentially I just told you who I am.

    Cheers, Sarah

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  3. newwine11:08 AM

    "art celebrates the empowerment of the child of the bringing to the artifact the unique perspectives and thought process and meaning making of the rise to consciousness of their inner being, which I call light"
    I completely agree.
    this is who I am too but I work with all ages on this...if you say "music" for art and "song" for artifact...the same for the 80 year old as for the 8 year old...there is never a time in life when we stop growing in our inner being and that is such a blessing.

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  4. Sarah9:57 PM

    Hi,
    I have been thinking about the way kids are work-booked.....a song, a poem written, an artwork, that is your connection to something inner,you take it on in an ownership, very powerful.

    Raised as I was in the time I was, it certainly wasn't something one had to "argue for" or justify.I keep feeling this now, a stop, wait.... I read about someone today on-line that "thinks in song" that started me thinking. Of course I grew up surrounded in music. It has filled my life, (oh for a good voice), but I realized I think in poems, in songs, in art-vision, in emotional connections, in making. And that is a blessing. For everything else- this really has been so terrific.

    Now to try to arrange it so our kids can have this as a right and not if monied or seen deserving by virtue of real-estate.

    I was reading this wonderful piece today by a Buddhist. I'm going to blog it tomorrow, on how much we have in the USA of the world's resources in our consumption. It was a staggering figure percentage wise. Very, very, very young it fell into my mind/heart that I was born in the cat bird seat-having when the world's kids did not.It kept me up at night-I was a kid like that. Always. Famines in Africa about broke me when little, my Dad used to literally lie and say things were improving when I'd find out. I never could get far from this. I've seen however the drive to the arts in the kids I've known poor...poor but ...master's of the creativity. Something that never ceases to amaze me.

    I'm up late tonight waiting for my so to come home from wash DC.I miss him so much.
    sarah

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