And, if you'd been a fly on the wall, you'd have seen a perfect example of play and sheer enjoyment of the process.
Mixed media artists talk a lot about that, the "just enjoy the process" bit. Truth be told, if we're honest, there's almost always a control factor there. We have an image in our mind of what it "should" look like, or we simply don't think the end result is "good enough." It's terribly hard to just play and watch what happens.
I did a lot of tongue biting last night.
Dom would create the neates design of lines and texture with the combs and sponges, and then cheerfully grab more paint, glob it over everything, and start anew.
And, I wanted to shriek, "Stop! Do you know how cool that is? Don't ruin it." But, it simply didn't matter; he just wanted to play. He wasn't one bit interested in the final result; he simply kept going to see what would happen next. What a lesson to be leane for Baba (Grandma) here!
I think we used every comb, paintbrush, dabber, and "tool" on the table.
And, when we got tired of the art, the dancing began!