Recently reawakened to my strange sensory connection to my college friend. Why is it that whenever I tear the sheet of Bounce in half and throw it into the dryer load I think of Mary? To the best of my memory Mary and I never did laundry together, or sniffed anti-static dryer sheets, although we were college students in those crazy mid-Seventies. The brain is so weird.
I've been making a series of photo collages connecting student artwork with my photos. Sometimes the photo experience inspired the art project. Often the connection of the two images is a moment of, "Oh, ho! Didn't I just see that somewhere else?" Construction, collage, and Hartfield-Jackson airport runway:
Our new favorite picture book in the preschool class is Sean Bryan's A Boy and His Bunny. The boy has a bunny on his head. He names it Fred.
When I saw the illustration my brain, which was lounging on a park bench and eating a ham and swiss sandwich at the time, immediately said to me, "Cheap paper plates." Now that I have the plates from the Dollar Store I'm starting to doubt my brain. How did it sense I should have the students make bunnies to wear on their heads out of these plates? Cross your fingers that my brain and I will reconnect in time to make a successful art project/surprise birthday party. Thanks. One of us will report back on the results.
© 2011 Nancy L. Ruder