bless my birth

Better to sit at the waters' birth, than a sea of waves to win; To live in the love that floweth forth, Than the love that cometh in. Be thy heart a well of love, my child, Flowing, and free, and sure; For a cistern of love, though undefiled, keeps not the spirit pure.

frescoes al fresco

October 15th, 2009 by Jennifer

A couple of weeks ago we studied the Ajanta Caves of India. We learned that the monks who carved out the caves and lived in them, painted the insides with beautiful frescoes. We saw some of those frescoes online and then, at the recommendation of our wonderful history curriculum, The Story of the World, we painted our own frescoes onto damp Plaster of Paris in our front yard. As we did so, Aveline said that she thought painting on plaster was more fun than going to Disneyland. Jonny, June and I enjoyed doing it as well.

Jonny painted a zombie and victim fresco.
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Aveline painted this one and then requested that I add to hers the same flower I did on June’s. So it became a collaboration, she had me add the sky and I made the big plaster dollop into a billowy cloud.
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June, Aveline and I all worked on this one.
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