We biked down to Glenmore Reservor this morning with our blackcurrant ink. We gathered feathers from the beach to make quill pens and then searched for something to draw on. Mark whittled some pieces of driftwood and then "painted" them. He discovered that the feathers make a great paintbrush! Pretty soon both boys were dying the feathers with the ink, which resulted in beautiful quill pens. Since I only had one piece of paper, Paul and I decided to draw on rocks. It was so much fun! It's amazing how many colors we got from one ink.
There's just something about this time of year that stirs my soul. As the days get shorter and cooler I feel invigorated and driven to do things, make things. It's my favorite time to be in the forest. The colors of the leaves, the crunch under my feet and the crisp air. I begin to cherish the warmth of the sun on my face and even find myself breathing more deeply. I start wearing big wool sweaters, harvest the garden, drink lots of soothing tea and listen to Miles Davis over and over again in my studio.
Even as a child I remember loving the fall. It was a time of intense beauty in Montreal and Vermont where the fiery maples transformed the landscape. When my dad passed away two years ago, it also became an incredibly emotional time of year. I find a lot of comfort in nature, watching the changes going on around me and living in the moment.
Eating Carrots from the Garden
This is also the time of year that we start homeschooling again. While we don't stop learning over the summer we definitely follow a different rhythm. It feels good to be back. One of the things I'm most excited about is our weekly WildArt adventures. We'll spend every Thursday in the forest foraging for materials to make art and tools. Over the summer we made pens from sticks, ink from berries, clay pots, pigment for paint and birch bark sketch books.
Here's what we've been up to since we started Kindergarten and Grade 3. I plan to share our adventures with you each week.