Today we went to the Hyde Collection to see some art and meet up with some other kids for a tour and art project. My girls are still a little young to take it all in. I don't care. They're going to have a decent exposure to art whether they like it or not! It wasn't until I was 12 or so and my neighbors took me to Brooklyn for the weekend to see some art that I felt connected to the art world. Suddenly I wondered where it had been all my life. A huge hole that I never knew existed started to be filled. At 12! My girls are 2 and 4, and as far as I'm concerned, it's never too early to start looking at art.
I showed 'A' the wonders of impressionism and brush strokes and sunlight while 'H' tried hard to pull the buttons off the upholstered benches at the exhibit. It was enough. Enough for me, in a good way, and enough for them, in whatever way they felt it was enough.
It was wonderful.
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