I did the really irresponsible thing and kidnapped them from school in the interest of stealing back some time with them that really should belong to me anyway. Did it under the guise of investing in their minds, sowing an appreciation for made things in the fields of their hearts. Did it because ArtPrize ends this weekend and we hadn’t been yet and I knew I stood the best chance of not losing someone if we went during the day. So we played hooky, eating packed lunches in the car after signing them out, smiles all around as the long afternoon stretched out before us, nothing much more to fill it than being together and looking at art. Had a goal of visiting all top 10 exhibits, but only made it to 8. But it was enough. Overmuch, really. We couldn’t even take it all in, sun shining on the Grand as we crossed and recrossed and rerecrossed it on our way to The Chase (one of our favorites) and the fish ladder and the GRAM for The Elephant and others. We nearly walked the treads off our shoes, stopping to lay on the grass and eat ice cream sandwiches. And there was this bit of fun:
The boys’ looking for all the world like Han Solo when he’s frozen by Jabba and the girls holding hands together as I snapped quickfire pictures so they could see the evolution of the art they made with their bodies. If you go to ArtPrize (and you should. seriously), go to the BOB and watch your kid do this. And set your camera on sports action so you can replay it for them later and they can see what you saw.
If you go to ArtPrize (and you should. seriously), go during the day. Grab your kids from school and show them that an afternoon spent appreciating art together on a lovely, sunny fall day is probably better for them than sitting in their chairs at school. Certainly it’s better for you than the afternoon you had planned of running errands with Lucy (you do have a Lucy don’t you? If not, you should totally get one). Pack some bottled water and apples, buy them some crappy snacks to fill in the gaps, wear comfortable shoes and bring your camera. Because even though you’ll be surrounded by the most breathtaking art in the world, the most beautiful thing will be the four people right in front of you. And you’ll want to take a picture of that.
This is me being real. Thankful for an afternoon of fun with my people. Wondering if I owe our dear teachers an explanation. Hoping some homemade granola and a sheepish smile will do instead.