I have been neglecting my art journals these past several months because all of my art time has been focused on my Star Wars character challenge. I have especially been neglecting my Rainbow Art Journal, a project I really should have completed by now whereas in actuality I don’t think I am even half way through. This month’s Art Snacks box, however, contained a colour palette that was perfect for transitioning out of the green section of that journal and into the blue. On the theme of transitions, this weekend was really the first feeling of Autumn nipping at the heels of Summer. After a hot and humid Summer, we have had some misty, chilly mornings and I actually donned an extra layer of clothing. Maybe that was what inspired me to sketch out a figure being blown in the wind.
Can I just state that I deserve all of the acting awards for insisting to my kids that everything about online education would be functional (I made sure not to oversell with superlatives I could not deliver on) while behind the facade I was pivoting between screaming panic and weeping skepticism. As a parent, I am obliged to create an atmosphere of calm for my offspring but there was one day earlier this month where I hid out in a closet so I could weep tears of rage and frustration. Weird fact about me: I really don’t cry very often but, when I do, it is usually because I am a human pressure cooker and it is a release of frustration. I have had to contend with a sudden influx of a gazillion emails per child, some of which has content so opaque that I needed to be an espionage level code breaker to figure it out. And some of those emails also contradict each other and contain broken links. So that’s great. Meanwhile my gigantic kitchen pin board is so chock full of print outs of schedules and associated material that it looks like a crime solving board from a police procedural show. All I need is the red string.
However, the boys each have a designated study area – or areas in the case of one child – and their own chromebooks so everything looks organized and ordered. Calm space for a calm mind, right?
I now have a Senior:
A High School Freshman:
An 8th Grader:
And a 6th Grader embarking on Middle School:
And apparently Peanut decided it was his first day as Cheerleading School Mascot:
Luckily I was home for the first day of school. Going forwards, however, I am back in my preschool classroom so the boys will be flying solo at online school. This should not pose too much of a difficulty for my older children but it is a bit of a stressor when it comes to my youngest. He is not only transitioning to Middle School – having to navigate different subjects and teachers and stay on top of a schedule – but he is also a student with an IEP used to having support. Since he has both autism and ADD (of the inattentive kind), learning through the medium of a screen is far from ideal. I have reduced my hours at work for the short term (thanks to some understanding colleagues) so that I can be home in the afternoons to function as his aide. Hopefully he picks up the routine and operating systems quickly. I am also thankful to have sons who have agreed to check in with him when they have breaks between classes or study hall.
It is certainly going to be a memorable school year!
And so our summer has officially drawn to a close with the return to work (me) and school (my sons). It has been a very peculiar summer, of course. I am sure most people reading this have had a very different summer from the one they anticipated and planned for. We, for example, were supposed to fly back to the UK for a few weeks to spend time with our families and attend my youngest brother’s wedding. Instead, my brother contracted Covid 19, his wedding was postponed and we obviously did not travel to Britain. We have tried to make the most of our family time, being stuck together pretty much 24/7, but – again, I am sure in common with everyone else – it has been fatiguing and dispiriting. I think, however, that the transition back to work and (distance learning) school is going to be far tougher than anything we have experienced so far.
We decided to have one last family adventure of the Summer. Having spent six months avoiding being anywhere peopley, we thought we would brave going somewhere a bit busier but which would still afford us the opportunity to social distance and be safe. After considering at least a dozen options and discarding them as not having robust enough safety measures, we hit upon the idea of Longwood Gardens. Not too far from home, largely outdoors, and lots of procedures to mitigate the risk factors. Mr Pict and I had visited Longwood two years ago but a) I was suffering with some post-op complications and b) the kids had never visited. We spent a lovely few hours there, felt completely safe throughout our visit, and were glad we went.
In case you were wondering, one of my sons decided when we went into lockdown that he would not cut his hair for that whole period; now he has decided he won’t cut it for the duration of the pandemic. I suspect his hair is going to get very long. And my oldest son is not dressed appropriately for the climate because he prefers to wear a “uniform”. It is slightly crazy making but, as the parent of two autistic children, I have to choose which battles I am going to go full Viking on and which I am just going to wave the white flag at.
We continued to return to trails we had not visited in years. Some of these walks were more successful than others. For instance, we made the poor decision to revisit French Creek State Park in the aftermath of a very nasty storm. The ground was hard going, sticky and slick, which combined with the steep terrain at points made it very exhausting to walk and I found I was having to concentrate so much on my footing that I was not remotely enjoying my surroundings. It was also disgustingly humid. I felt like I was breathing in water. I just felt muddy and gross and mosquitoes the size of zeppelins were devouring me and making me swell up. I completed the walk, about 5 miles because we abandoned our intended trail for a shortcut, looking like a parboiled lobster cosplaying as Rambo. So gross. We did encounter a lot of frogs on our trek though.
We have also been playing a lot of board games. I really like board games but my husband is really fanatical about board games and has amassed quite a massive collection over the years so we always have lots to choose from. One of the games we have been playing is Pandemic, thematically apt, a co-operative game we don’t often win. We, however, had a stonking win one afternoon and defeated all of the diseases. Let’s hope that is a portent of things to come in real life.
One of my big summer projects was to tame the chaos of our converted garage space and turn it into an organized storage space, including a space for my teaching materials and a larder for all the things I tend to buy in bulk. I should have thought to take a before photo because it really was a mess. Things had been hurriedly and thoughtlessly dumped in that room first when we had our basement flood and then when we had to reorganize household spaces with everyone learning and working from home. Since shelves had become inaccessible during that period, things that actually permanently belonged in that room had not been put in their correct place. Necessary changes at work due to pandemic mitigation mean I also have to store all of my teaching resources at home and, of course, the only place I had to store them was also the garage. You will just have to take my word from it that it was an overwhelming mess. I have spent this summer working on it bit by bit because it was a time consuming project. It does not look like much and certainly is not going to win any awards for being aesthetically pleasing but the chaos is no more, everything now has a place, and everything is so organized that I can put my hands on any item in that room in an instant. The shelving unit of square cubbies contain my lesson plans, teaching materials, toys, and books. It still needs a fair bit of finessing with better storage solutions for some items but it is a functional and much more efficient system.
On the subject of work, I have also been spending time going into my classroom and getting it ready for a new batch of students and, of course, a new way of operating. I have had to strip out so much fun stuff from my classroom and my lesson planning because of teaching in the context of a pandemic so it is a bit deflating and dispiriting but I am excited to meet my new students and create fun learning experiences for them.
I continued to bake my way through the stress of this situation. I will never be an applicant for a baking show but I have definitely improved my skill level and confidence when it comes to baking. I have had the odd failure – such as a sunken chocolate cherry cake – but my successes have outnumbered the failures and even the failures were tasty enough. Like Pavlov’s dogs, however, my boys have become way too accustomed to having a sweet treat available on an almost daily basis. Since I will not have time for daily baking when I am back at work, it is going to be an adjustment for them and may involve some sugar withdrawal. Incidentally, that cake in the photo is supposed to have a crack in it as it is an orange Madeira cake.
All of these summer blog posts have ended with portraits of the cats so here are some portraits of Peanut (ginger) and Satchi (grey) doing their feline thing.
And here is one of our “bonus” pets. When our basement window wells flood, frogs move in. Here is a photo of one who brought his packed lunch slug with him.
I had a bit of a cruddy day yesterday. We’ve had some flooding to deal with (a lot) lately and the day started with lashing rain yet again, I consequently changed my plan for the day which is something I always find unsettling and disappointing, and then I spent hours problem solving another unexpected problem that cropped up. It was all small beer in the greater scheme of things and certainly all piffling in the context of a global pandemic. On the other hand, living in the midst of a pandemic is also mentally and emotionally fatiguing so maybe that is why smaller problems are getting to me more.
The point of this preamble is that two things that do the best job at calming me down when I am a powder keg of stress and anxiety: art and horror movies. So I settled down with a cup of tea in front of ‘Shadow of a Doubt’, one of my favourite Hitchcock movies (and not strictly a horror), and decided to draw Alfred Hitchcock using the supplies from this month’s Art Snacks box. I thought the combination of black ink, the sepia ink pencil, and the crimson paint suited the subject.
A lot of my time and emotional energy this month has been dedicated to the question of what school was going to look like for my boys in September. It generated a whole lot of stress, to a pretty debilitating degree, as there was all sorts of information, thoughts, and feelings to navigate on the route to arriving at a decision. It was one of those textbook rock and a hard place things where no matter what we decided we knew there was no completely right decision and we felt that as parents we would be failing our kids in some way. We arrived at the decision to opt for distance learning, which we could make work for our personal family dynamic. I then spent time making peace with that decision and figuring out the logistics of making it as successful as possible. And then, just a few days ago, the school district announced that school would be virtual only for the first marking period at least. So it turned out all those sleepless nights going back and forth on what to do were pointless. I am still busy with yet more Zoom meetings about school but at least I know for sure what is happening now (no small thing for a control freak like me) so the only uncertainty remaining now is whether I will be working or furloughed come September.
Anyway, in much more positive news, we have continued to keep ourselves busy and occupied in the Pict household. My husband continues to work from home full-time and the boys and I are filling our days with projects and fun. Some of what we have to do might be boring (chores) but we are never bored. We always have To Do lists longer than time permits and I don’t think that is a bad way to live so long as we can appropriately prioritize those listed items. We have not done a lot that generates blog fodder this month but this post contains some snippets of some of the things we have been up to.
Despite being together 24/7 – which has the potential to be a powder keg of emotions and frustrations – the four boys are getting along really well together. They are finding the right balance between time together and time apart. The only arguments that have broken out are completely daft. One argument was about whether the Turkish city was best when it was Byzantium, Constantinople, or Istanbul, and another debate was about whether the best siege weapon was a canon, ballista, or trebuchet. They managed to unite on catapults being the worst. The boys also continue to make progress with their chosen summer projects. The oldest is making a computer game on a Greek mythology theme, the 13 year old is learning Latin, and the 14 year has actually completed the online course he was enrolled in about the history of movies. Incidentally, he (sporadically) writes a movie review blog which you should check out if you are a cinephile.
My youngest son doesn’t have one big project he is working on as that would not be appropriate for him. Instead he has been working on all sorts of smaller scale things, some with me and some independently. One thing he did was complete that jigsaw puzzle that also appeared in last month’s blog post. He also disassembled an old busted chromebook, made pizza from scratch, and painted a birdhouse he had previously made. And then I remembered why we had never completed the birdhouse project before: because we don’t have a low enough tree branch to hang it from. So now I need to problem-solve a way of attaching the birdhouse to a tree that does no harm to the tree. Suggestions are welcome.
Our oldest son passed his driving test! That’s a milestone for him and also for us as parents. He is actually not very enthused about the prospect of driving but we felt it was important for him to get his license and we preferred for him to be a new driver under our auspices. We let him put it off for a year and then persuaded him to just get on with it. Taking the test with Covid mitigation measures involved some peculiarities but maybe that made him less rather than more nervous. He did great and we now have three drivers in the house.
We have been tackling some overdue household projects. It was not so much that we had procrastinated over them as that other projects had queue jumped because of something suddenly needing to be replaced or a household emergency. One of those neglected projects was giving the kitchen a makeover. It was not in the budget to overhaul the entire kitchen (which was installed in the early 1990s) and honestly it was not necessary as the cabinets are all still in really good condition and completely functional. The microwave was, however, literally falling apart so Mr Pict installed a new one and then it was just a case of freshening up the walls with a lick of paint. The dual aspect windows at the far end of the kitchen means I could not hang any art work on that large blank wall without it rapidly bleaching and the space is too narrow for hanging anything that might get bumped into. I, therefore, had the idea to put up a large pinboard. That way I can pin up all of the letters and notices and appointment cards the six of us generate and which usually get piled on the fridge doors. Now the fridge doors can just be a gallery of the boys’ artwork and my weekly meal plan.
This was what the kitchen looked like just before we embarked on the project.
And this is what it looks like now, the walls switched from magnolia to a silver grey. It is a subtle difference but it is so much cleaner looking and so much lighter.
My art space is the kitchen table at the other end of the kitchen. We have a dining room so we don’t need that table for eating and, therefore, I can leave it set up so I can grab art time in little gobbets. The problem with that permanent set up is that I sometimes accumulate a lot of clutter on my art table (which I share with the cats) and it gets a bit chaotic. I, therefore, used this opportunity to streamline and simplify my art table set up. I kept out only the things I use frequently and stored the rest away elsewhere. Three of the four chairs were also too broken to be safely sat on so we got rid of those and got new ones. I neglected to take a photo of the before scenario but you get a glimpse of it in this photo of one of my cats “sharing” my art space.
This is what it looks like now. Much less cluttered and more efficient. Still shared with the cats.
Another household reorganization project I had not gotten around to for ages was sorting through all of the bedlinen and making the linen closet more organized. I forgot to take a before photo so you will just have to trust me that this closet was a complete and utter mess with far too much crammed in and no ability to tell from a glance what sheets were for which bed. After the flood and the consequent reassignment of bedrooms and new beds, we also had some bedding that was surplus to requirement. It proved to be a bit of a Twilight Zone project, however. I pulled out all of the bedlinen and sorted it into piles: keep, donate, recycle. I generated two large boxes for donation and six garbage bags for recycling. You would think that would free up so much space in that closet but no. Once I started to put the linens we were keeping back in, I was still struggling to fit it onto the shelves. It is a shallow closet but that still makes no sense to me. The boxes contain the sheets and pillowcases organized by bed size. I need to come up with a neater way to store all of those bulky comforters and spare pillows. Again: suggestions welcome.
We have been so busy that we have mostly just been walking around our own neighbourhood. We did, however, venture slightly further afield by going for a wander around Ridley Creek State Park. Last time we went there it was Winter and we did not see another soul; this day, by contrast, the temperatures were in the 90s and it was swarming with people. The parking lot was so packed that we almost decided to jettison the plan, since we are taking social distancing very seriously. We walked a couple of the trails before we capitulated to the kids’ complaints about being sweaty and itchy. Incidentally, just in case you were wondering, our 13 year old has decided he is not cutting his hair for however long quarantine social distancing lasts. Brace yourselves for Cousin Itt appearing in my blog at some future point.
On a whim (and inspired by several of Claudia McGill’s blog posts) we had an explore of Norristown Farm Park. It was another baking hot afternoon so we stuck to one circuit without veering off to explore side paths or a bigger loop but we were still there for a few hours. It was great to have points of interest along the way to keep the boys engaged and create natural breaks in which we could rest in the shade.
I, of course, enjoyed seeing all of the decaying farm buildings. While the kids were paddling in a stream, I went for a donder around a ramshackle building where I encountered a fox (who was too speedy for a decent photo) and lots of my national flower. There was also a field full of sunflowers. It has been many years since I saw so many sunflowers gathered together. One of my brothers has a phobia of them so obviously I had to take plenty of photos to send to him.
We will definitely go back and wander there again and poke around in some of the areas we never made it to – but when he air temperature is cooler and we are better prepared.
And, of course, we are still baking like crazy. Despite the “pandemic pounds”, I cannot seem to stop baking. I justify it was being an activity to engage my youngest son in but really it is just comfort food for the soul. When we first went into lockdown, I had intended to learn how to make decent quality bread. I used to bake bread with my Granddad but have never had huge success independently. I have not actually embarked on that self-improvement project, however, partly because I have not had the time and partly because we have not been eating much bread so I don’t have the same inclination. If we are still social distancing when the days get chillier, then I might be motivated to dig into that project. Until then we will just keep churning out desserts.
Since it is now a tradition to include the cats in these “Pict pandemic posts”, here are Peanut and Satchi “assisting” me with the reorganization of the linen closet.
All of my art time lately has been funneled towards my Star Wars challenge. It is always good to have a break from things, however, so I opened up my art journal and decided to create something using the supplies from my July Art Snacks box. I received two Kurteake watercolour pans in a dark grey with hints of indigo and a sort of citrus chartreuse and a Daniel Smith watercolour stick in vermilion so I basically had a slight twist on the three primary colours. The lime-yellow-chartreuse immediately made me think of a raincoat I had when I was very wee and then I thought about how the grey-blue was reminiscent of heavy rain clouds on a stormy day. That, therefore, gave me the theme for my illustration.
Incidentally, I painted this while I was on a lengthy phone call – having done the drawing earlier – so how is that for multitasking in order to ensure I still got my art time?
June started with a bang. We had a few days of raging storms. My kids enjoyed it when it was at the torrential rain stage. They love summer rain storms because it is warm and they can run around and get soaked without it being uncomfortable. The rain was soon joined by thunder and lightning and high winds. Trees came down all over our neighbourhood and wiped out power lines with them. Amazingly, given our past luck with such things, we didn’t lose power, suffered no damage, and didn’t experience any flooding. We were very grateful.
How is everyone faring with wearing masks? Back in March, I never thought I would get used to it. I have a more robust one with filters that I use for when I go grocery shopping and am in a confined space and I must admit I am still pretty wimpy with that one. It still makes me feel a bit claustrophobic – and gives me even more admiration for those on the front lines wearing PPE all day every day. If we are out walking, we use lightweight neck gaiters as we usually don’t have to come within even 10 feet of other people but it gives us the option of quickly pulling it up if we have to pass someone on a narrower trail path. I am otherwise getting used to wearing masks. I read some time ago that it takes 6 weeks to develop a habit and I guess that holds true for this experience. We also now treat them as accessories. I got the boys some masks in fun fabrics and I even bought myself one with thistle fabric on it. Thistles are my national flower, of course, so it seemed apt.
Our county moved from red phase into yellow phase in early June which gave us more freedom for getting out and about. We remain cautious so don’t want to be around people as much as possible. We, therefore, went for a trek around Gettysburg since the National Park covers such an expanse of land and we were familiar enough with it to be able to predict which areas might be busier. As you will know, Mr Pict is a Civil War nerd so he likes to visit Gettysburg every couple of years at least. We have some places that we always return to but he tries to introduce us to a new area of the battlefield each time we return.
This time, the new area for exploration was Pickett’s Charge. That is, of course, the famous culminating action of the Battle of Gettysburg when an infantry assault by the Confederates ended in defeat. We have actually seen Pickett’s grave because we are history nerds and I like cemeteries. We were led to the Copse of Trees which I thought was just a copse of trees without the capitalization. Turns out the Copse is of such historical importance that they are protected by a fence. From what I can recall from Mr Pict’s lecture, as a distinct landscape feature, the copse was a focal point for the charge and also ended up marking the high water mark of the confederacy in this battle. There is a monument to commemorate this fact at the spot.
We then walked the field to gain a sense of the distance of the charge. Or at least we attempted to cover the expanse. We gave up about half way and turned back because we were getting covered with ticks. Between the six of us, we picked off over a dozen ticks just while walking in that field. We would have been exceedingly wimpy Civil War soldiers since we could not even handle parasitic insects. Retreating from the field, we had a moment of rest and shade at the Pennsylvania Monument.
As I mentioned before, there are areas of Gettysburg that we always head to: Little Round Top and Devil’s Den. As we had suspected would be the case, Little Round Top was far too busy for our liking. There were far fewer people than we have ever encountered there before but, of course, those previous visits were not during a pandemic. We managed to maintain an adequate distance from everyone but it was too stressful an experience since some folks were not observing social distancing guidance and were also not wearing face coverings. Devil’s Den was less busy but we were having to pass people at too close quarters for comfort so we didn’t stay long.
June also meant we arrived at the end of the school year. It has definitely been a memorable and challenging school year. I absolutely commend my sons’ teachers for doing the absolute best they could with the resources they had and all at short notice. However, distance learning was a bit of an ordeal to say the least and I am certainly relieved to have at least a break from it. Goodness knows what school will look like in September. I have to trust that the school district will strike an appropriate balance and shore up the resources for whatever option they decide to pursue. Anyway, two of my children completed their final grades in their present schools and are moving on to pasture’s new in September – whether physically, virtually, or a hybrid. Instead of the usual festivities, celebratory trips, and promotion ceremonies, they had car parades and virtual ceremonies. I confess I think I actually prefer the car parades to the usual ceremony where we bake in the heat.
Now that we don’t have distance learning to create structure and routine and keep everyone occupied, we have a long summer stretching ahead of us. My boys are all at such a wide spans of ages, stages, and areas of interest that I can no longer impose unified summer projects on them as had been the case in summers past. Instead, each kid has had to pick a project they are working on over the summer. The three older boys are actually continuing with distance learning – taking courses on coding, cinema history, and Latin – and my youngest is going to work through a number of different projects, some with me and some solo. Meanwhile, I have written myself a lengthy To Do list of domestic projects to tackle, some larger than others, and I always have my ongoing hobbies. Most of our activities won’t be worth blogging about but our intention is to keep busy, productive, and stimulated during this socially isolated summer.
June marked the 45th anniversary of the cinema release of my favourite movie of all time – Jaws. I have written before about my fanatacism about this movie, including when I drew an illustration of the protagonists. My 13 year old has inherited my love of the movie and an obsession with sharks. You might recall that we took a trip last summer to visit the sites of the 1916 shark attacks that inspired the novel that was the basis of the movie. I have several Jaws items around the house, a Jaws board game, and a Jaws tea mug. We, therefore, had to mark the occasion with a family watch of the movie on the anniversary.
Also, am I the only person who is still doing a ridiculous amount of baking during this pandemic? I am a really pretty good cook but I am no great shakes as a baker. When it comes to the former, I use my experience to eyeball a lot of ingredients and I treat recipes as mere suggestions and make up meals from scratch. The latter requires precision in measuring and actually following a recipe step by step. It is too much like science for my Arts and Humanities brain. I can bake things like cookies, brownies, banana bread, and basic cakes, but I am not great at anything more complex. But for some reason I have been baking non-stop during this past few months and even more so since the kids’ distance learning wrapped up. Like Pavlov’s Dogs, my kids now pretty much expect a freshly baked sweet treat. This is not a good state of affairs. I am gaining pandemic pounds for sure. My youngest son is helping me with baking. We recently made brownies topped with cookie dough. We need an intervention.
I have created a long list of home improvement type things I want to accomplish over the summer break. It didn’t look like much on paper but already I think I might have been over-ambitious. Our house ended up rather chaotic after the basement flood, then we switched rooms around with having created a new bedroom in the basement and my husband having to work from home for however many months. Multiple rooms in the house, therefore, have to be reorganised and – quite frankly – ruthlessly purged. I started with my youngest son’s bedroom. I thought I would get it done in a day, maybe two. Nope. A week. It took an entire week just to clean, sort, and organize his bedroom. It generated five bags of trash and two large boxes of items to be donated. Now my To Do list that once looked like a sprint now looks like a marathon.
We had really big travel plans for this Summer but, of course, the Covid 19 pandemic means that all of our plans were cancelled. As a family, we are taking the risks very seriously and are being super cautious with what we do. My youngest brother contracted Covid and had a really gruelling time getting through what is considered a mild case. That only served to underscore how important it was to stick to our strict way of operating. However, for various reasons too personal to get into, we did decide to get away for a few days. We found a beach house in Delaware where we could maintain our isolated ways and that had a robust, Covid specific cleaning regimen to put our anxiety at ease. We were also the first guests to stay in the house for several months. Our oldest son opted to stay home with the cats.
We obviously spent a lot of time at the beach. The property we rented was a two mile walk from the closest public access point and parking lot so it was exceptionally quiet and we never had to get remotely close to any other beach users. In addition to paddling and swimming, the boys loved collecting horseshoe crab moults (or horseshoe husks as the kids dubbed them). They gathered husks of various sizes over a few days and then my 14 year old had the idea to turn them into a sculpture. What my youngest loved doing was finding these peculiar little burrowing sea critters at the shore line. I think they are a type of isopod but I am not completely confident in even that vague identification. He enjoyed scooping them out of the wet sand and then watching them quickly burrowing back down. The beach was also home to a type of crab that ran at comically high speed and scurried from hole to hole. My 14 year old also found a hermit crab.
We also experienced some lovely sunrises and terrific sunsets on the beach. The boys also liked being out on the beach in the pitch dark. Mr Pict is into astronomy so he enjoyed using his binoculars to pick out details in the clear night sky.
I can only tolerate sand for so long so I liked having some other outdoor spaces to use. There was a raised deck at the house where I could sit and read, draw, and paint while being able to see the rest of the family larking about on the beach. Beneath that raised deck, there was a space enclosed with screens that was perfect for outdoor eating.
On the subject of eating, we mostly ate food at the house whipped up from ingredients we brought with us. One evening, however, we decided to have a treat because Mr Pict had spotted a place selling British style fish and chips. As Brits, how could we not go sample some grub there? They were doing roadside pickup so we placed our order and then parked up to eat it while it was all still steaming hot. It really was all pretty authentic and passed muster with our British tastebuds. The one exception was the brown sauce which was far too good quality for proper chippy sauce. Just the aroma of clouds of malt vinegar wafting off of hot chips transported me home. It was a delicious treat.
We did take a couple of excursions. We thought about exploring historic Lewes but it was far too busy and most people we saw were not wearing masks so we promptly nixed that idea. What we did instead was head to Cape Henlopen for a wander around Fort Miles. We have been there before, in 2017, and we planned on also exploring new areas of the coast, but every other spot was just too busy for comfort.
We went on two woodland walks. The first of these was at Prime Hook Wildlife Refuge. We had to pass a few people at the head of the trail but otherwise we seemingly had the whole place to ourselves and we ended up covering the entire network of trails partly intentionally and partly because we got ourselves a bit lost and looped certain trails twice. We definitely got our steps in that day! We encountered lots of birds, squirrels, chipmunks, and also lots of frogs or toads – I cannot confidently identify the species so please let me know if you can. My 11 year old also found a complete shed snakeskin but unfortunately we did not meet any snakes.
Our final trip was to Redden State Forest but that was a much shorter trek and we were literally the only people there. It was a very humid day, however, and we were being constantly bitten by insects. I have a severe reaction to insect bites so my left hand ballooned up. We, therefore, moved around the trail paths swiftly and skedaddled back to the car.
It was definitely restorative to get away for a few days and be hermits in a different space. It is not the Summer vacation we had planned for but it were definitely grateful for a simple getaway.
I actually completed this page in my Rainbow Art Journal ages ago. I started drafting this blog post, must have been interrupted, saved it to drafts, and then my brain did a combination of forgetting about it and misremembering by thinking I had actually published the post. My mixed media art journals have been very neglected lately while I have been focused on my Star Wars illustration challenge so finding this blog post is a useful reminder to me to crack open the supplies and get experimenting again.
I wanted to experiment with green and pink but I honestly have no idea what was in my head when I sketched out the subject matter. I guess I do have female figures with herma type torsos and skeletal elements in my “go to” list of art motifs so it is not completely out of left field. The exposed rib cage then made me think of the exposed veins of skeletal leaves and so I had my idea for the whole composition. I took this photo when the light was dull and flat which is making the pink photograph as being a little too purple but in reality it is a sort of bubblegum pink.
I mentioned in a previous post that our 14 year old was busy manufacturing everyone’s Christmas gifts. Well, it turned out that he both didn’t have the patience and couldn’t contain his excitement long enough to wait for December so instead, on May the 4th (ie Star Wars Day), he presented us with the gifts he had made for each member of the family. He had crafted recycled cardboard, hot glue, and paint in order to make us each our very own custom lightsaber. He thought about our personalities and designed lightsabers that symbolised aspects of us. He even inserted a kyber crystal into each hilt. He wanted his 13 year old brother to have a lightsaber that came apart so he had niftily connected the parts with magnets so it could separate and click back together again. And now he is coming up with ideas for Christmas gifts!
I also got crafty in that I created a Flat Miss Laura for each of my preschool students. I had been contemplating a way to create a digital version but I am a numpty when it comes to a lot of technology and my kids protested they were too busy to help me so I had to go for the low tech option. I simply drew and painted a simplified self-portrait, scanned it as a PDF, and emailed it out to my students. I had included supplies for making stick puppets in the packets I sent home with my students and some of them decided to make puppets of classmates and act out scenes from the classroom using Flat Miss Laura. It was cute. And, of course, I have also been working diligently on my challenge to draw 180 Star Wars characters. My routine is to get the drawing part done while supervising my youngest son working on Math and then I paint when he is working on Reading. I cannot get anything else done when he is working on subjects like Science but it seems to be a good system.
Meanwhile the hard slog of distance learning continues. Weirdly, my 14 year old is actually thriving in this system where he has more flexibility over his schedule and the order in which he works on different subjects. While the teachers are all doing their absolute best with this unexpected challenge, my 17 and 13 year olds both feel they are not being adequately taught the subject content and are, therefore, largely self-teaching. My 17 year old has also been taking AP exams online which presented us with a challenge since our electricity and WiFi kept cutting out (too many people all on devices at once in a house with 1970s electrics). Thankfully we made it work and he has now completed most of the exams without any technical glitches. As for the youngest, distance learning continues to be a challenge. Since has has both ADD and ASD, there are some advantages in that he is not in a classroom full of distractions and sources of sensory overload. However, as a student with an IEP, it is challenging for me as a non-specialist to figure out the best way to differentiate the work being set. In addition to overseeing his academic instruction, I also have to deliver his social skills development work (which is kind of laughable in a context in which he cannot practice with anyone outside the nuclear family) and deliver his Speech Therapy work. I would be lying if I said I was not counting down the days until school officially ends – except I am also trepidatious about how to create structure and routine during a very different summer break.
We have had some creative teaching going on, however. My oldest son had to make tacos one Tuesday for his Spanish class and he made guacamole to go with it. My 14 year old had to create a musical instrument that demonstrated different sound frequencies and opacities for science class. I didn’t understand the lesson objectives either but he did his best and fulfilled the brief. And my youngest has been doing all sorts of bonkers gym activities, including a Rubik’s puzzle inspired running activity and basketball with a balloon.
We have also continued to contribute to any neighbourhood activities for the youngest members of our community when they are out on a stroll. Our favourite was setting up a Zoo using stuffed animals displayed alongside random facts about each animal. We have also been doing things like making signs expressing gratitude for essential workers.
We also had two causes for excitement and celebration last month. Firstly, our 14 year old submitted a short film to his school’s first ever movie festival. He press-ganged his brothers into acting and cinematography roles and got very creative with our limited location and props. We had to laugh while watching the festival because our kid’s film was so much darker in its themes than all of the other submissions. He was inspired by filmmakers like Alfred Hitchcock and Robert Eggers and it was creepy, had zero dialogue, and was filmed in monochrome. All of the students involved did a great job but we were thrilled when it was announced that our son was the winner of the festival. He worked really hard on his submission and studying movies is a passion of his so we were really proud of his achievement and what it means for him in terms of encouraging his creativity and rewarding his film literacy.
But the really big celebration we had this month was my youngest’s 11th birthday. This is our fourth lockdown birthday. We don’t have another birthday in our household until October. Only time will tell what the context for that birthday will be. The theme was cats because he is completely and utterly obsessed with cats. Now that he is 11, our youngest child is now older than our oldest child was when we emigrated here. What’s more, he is the last of our children in Elementary School and will be transitioning into Middle School in September – whatever school looks like then. This birthday, therefore, feels like a big milestone for us as parents too.
We went for a nature ramble with the specific aim of seeing some local wildlife. We encountered several frogs, including a chubby bullfrog tadpole, turtles, and a snake basking on a log. The latter was my first snake encounter of the summer. I think it’s a Northern Water Snake. We often have garter snakes on our property but I have not seen any so far. We do, however, have some fox cubs who trot around our yard and recently there has even been a coyote in the neighbourhood – though I have not seen it with my own eyes.
And, of course, I have to include some photos of the other members of our household: Satchi and Peanut.