Where Art and Science combine
Oct. 26th, 2003 11:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
slipjig3Abbey is especially fond of drawing, and actually has quite a good eye. At least a few times a week, she'll come to me with a picture she's drawn, usually on contraband inkjet paper; Mom-in-Law smuggles it from work by the caseload, so it's not breaking anyone's heart. Nik is also a budding artiste, although he's more of a Kandinsky to Abbey's Cezanne, and doesn't limit himself to the paper medium (he seems especially fond of home furnishings and upholstery).
Anyway, this morning Abbey came to me with a little cartoon drawing she had done "for you, Daddy." Now, it's often hit-or-miss as to how recognizable her subjects are, although I can usually come reasonably close ("bird," "rainbow"). This time, though, there was never a doubt in my mind: she had drawn, in lavender crayon, pairs of wavy squiggles that overlapped each other on every wave. She told me what it was, but she didn't need to. I already knew.
My daughter had drawn a picture of my DNA.
Yeah.
Anyway, this morning Abbey came to me with a little cartoon drawing she had done "for you, Daddy." Now, it's often hit-or-miss as to how recognizable her subjects are, although I can usually come reasonably close ("bird," "rainbow"). This time, though, there was never a doubt in my mind: she had drawn, in lavender crayon, pairs of wavy squiggles that overlapped each other on every wave. She told me what it was, but she didn't need to. I already knew.
My daughter had drawn a picture of my DNA.
Yeah.
