Thursday nights have been a notoriously busy night in our household. Juggling cows and calves with netball and football training becomes rather awkward, especially with the shortened days and a lack of lighting in my shed. When the note came home from school advising of an upcoming 'Art Show', I cringed. It was 6.30pm, on a Thursday night.
Thinking of how much easier it would be to stay at home (school is a 35km drive) I broached the subject in a round about way. Mr 9 politely told me that he would rather not go ....."I really don't want to miss any of footy training Mum.", and Miss 10 replied with a slow "I don't mind, it is probably easier to stay at home". .......there was something in that slow reply..... yep, we had better get ourselves to this art show.
And what a show it was! The school hall was decorated beautifully with all forms of art. Sculpture, painting, drawing, mosaics, even a section of food art. The hall had been set up in a way which created lots of different 'rooms', with visual delights in every nook and cranny. I thoroughly enjoyed looking at some really great pieces of artwork, in fact I think we were one of the last to leave.
I wish I could show you some of the photographs we took, but copyright prevents me. However I am able to share one stunning piece, our very own Miss 10's masterpiece,
Arbore de Buttons......which I am told is French for Tree of Buttons. It is a form of pallet art, artwork undertaken on disused pallets (those wooden frames used to stack goods for fork-lifts to lift).
I was totally amazed when I saw this piece. I had been told of this pallet work and old clothes had been taken to school on various days, but I had really not questioned what the design was, and Miss 10 had been rather secretive too. I was sooooo pleased I had made the trip in, firstly to see the piece within the display, but also because all the artwork was being offered for sale. Interest in this piece was very strong, and I had to act quickly to secure its ownership. I felt the price of a gold coin was way too cheap, and gladly found a blue coloured note which delighted the artist no end. It is destined to adorn a wall in the new shop.