Art attack

"Ok this is very eerie, in light of what I recently blogged about."

These were my first thoughts when I saw it.

But wait, I'm getting ahead of myself.

So last weekend, Xena and I attended an art-themed birthday party. The birthday girl's dad is an amazing artist, and I say 'amazing' because I've seen his portrait of his wife and it actually looks like his wife.

At the party, each kid was handed a mounted blank canvas and some crayons. So my immediate thought was, "Oh, they're gonna get the kids to scribble on the canvas." and because the average age of the kids at the party was five, my next thought was, "Oh dear, what a waste of the nice mounted canvas..."

But I was in for a big surprise.

The artist gave everyone step by step instructions on what to do, and because the steps involved scissors, glue and a hairdryer (to melt down the crayons, no less!), I pitched in to help Xena.

Before we'd started, she had been shown three 'sample paintings' and she had to pick one to mimic. I had absolutely no say in which painting she'd picked, but look at what we had made at the end of the day!

My head is still reeling a little bit.