I love to think about how she sees the world through those beautiful-blue-degenerating-eyesight eyes of hers.
She still uses as bold of colors as possible, most likely because she can see those colors better.
I think these are the goldfish Max got when he got asked to winter formal.
She does that first and then colors in most of the time. See it in that black section below?
…and I love that she adds arms and fingers and legs and balls for feet.
She is so into writing these days as well.
…and her Braille work is coming along very nicely.
Love the hearts.
(…with an umbrella…)
The sky must have cleared up here:
I love when her art becomes stories.
Sometimes she cuts out shapes and glues them all together in a collage.
I forgot to ask her the story behind this one, but I love it.
She seems to be scribbling more lately. I don’t know if that is because her markers are more dried up, or she’s in a bigger hurry, or she can’t see the lines as well.
Love these notes she wrote to her friends before we went to Wisconsin.
(Translation for the note below: “I’m sorry Emma. I am leaving to a lot of doctors all week.”)
I’m sure her friends were very comforted to know why she would be gone 🙂
Mermaid and fish phase:
I can never seem to throw her school work away without taking a picture.
(“dring” is really “bring”)
The p.s. is from my Mom (this was while she was in town).
Oh man, thanks for enduring more art love with me. I can’t get enough.
Also, a few more updates on the house blog…trying to get caught up to where we are right now…a lot has happened since September.