Today I want to talk about birthday cards. I was given hand made cards by the grandchildren and also the delightful Flemish/Greek children of our neighbours.
I want to show you one by Lars, the youngest, comparing it to a painting from the Royal Museum of Fine Art here in Brussels. which we visited the day after my birthday.
Both of them wonderful I think. Why do children have to lose this spontaneity and looseness as they get older?
Time to do some painting of my own now? It has been sadly lacking for a few weeks.