Little Hands Art Class

I've posted about Little Hands off and on since Sebastian started going, but I've never really shared any photos of the space and action. Little Hands is pretty much the greatest thing to happen to our kid drop-in days. Drop-ins can be really cheesy or full of stand-offish people or just kind of crazy and chaotic. Sebastian and I have met a lot of awesome people through the program, and it's as much a social time for him as it is for me. After the class is over, the kids can often be seen fleeing through the grassy hills surrounding the buildings, sitting on the rocks in the middle of the duck pond (where no grown up can go) or climbing trees. They're kind of like a wild art gang. Today was a good day.

Art Building: somehow, this used to be our town library

 These motorbikes on the sidewalk are getting out of hand

Uma&Seb

Before, obviously... 

Beach glass collections

Fish on a wire

"Pretend I'm the dad and we're making pinecone soup!!"

Box monster aka drier lint mache 

"Baby" Alva

Art

Thanks to an amazing toddler art program in this town, Sebastian is a devoted crafter. He's been going to Little Hands for almost two years now, but this winter has really emphasized his love for art. We often go twice a week; the class give us a schedule, ensures lots of socializing for us both and gets us out of the house on cold, rainy days. There's never been a day when he doesn't insist on going to art class. 

At home, he rotates between painting, cutting up his art, and play dough. Some days it feels like all I do is set up art and painstakingly get him to clean up art stations. But I guess it's worth it. 

This week was the Shout Out Art Show for kids on the Sunshine Coast. Let me tell you, we had one proud little artist on our hands. We went for the opening gala and celebrated the new Gibsons Public Art Gallery, a big open space much better than the cramped gallery we've had forever. There were tons of kids running around, and kids aged two to 16 and so much impressive and adorable art. 

Nana, Petit Artist (with monkey), Papa and Grandpa 

A look of awe and excitement. The gallery was bustling

The drawing

Posing with Nana

After, he was treated to dinner at a greek restaurant and ice cream. I think it was one of his favourite days. It was also the one year anniversary of my Pop's death, so it was fitting to all be together and take a moment to think of him.