Colours galore

Back to the easel - created in a short sitting but with real intensity. No hesitating over colours or brushstrokes; Theo got his hands dirty creating this depiction of....hmm, what? I'm seeing a blustery day, a person out in the wind with their coat and scarf being blown hither and thither. But who knows what Theo was thinking when he started splattering the paper with those vibrant hues? It might be bin men again.

The work of the dustbin lorry - captured in chalk...

An interesting one, this. Chalk was the medium of the day, and it started off on the easel (yes, it's reversible...) capturing one of Theo's favourite things - the dustbin lorry - complete with bin men and bins in a variety of colours. There were big bins, little bins, red bins, blue bins, green bins and brown bins. Oh, and a purple bin thrown in for fun.

Once this masterpiece was complete he turned to his small 'on the move' chalk board - adding a further, smaller depiction of the dustbin men doing their rounds - and then balancing it carefully on the small wooden ridge provided by the bottom of the easel frame. This was all the more satisfying for him as Mummy had just told him that there wasn't enough room to balance it there...

From paint to pens.

 

A change of material for Theo now - and this was completed in one sitting. Passionate but considered sweeping pen strokes constructed this rainbow of colour. The vertical line cutting through it all is possibly symbolic...but I don't know what of.

 

 



A bird of paradise swooping down...and a humming bird taking off.

Theo's rainbow

 

Swift brushstrokes sweeping across the page, and a swirl of glittery white to give his rainbow a sparkle.

 

A few strokes of the brush and voila: summer...

This is one of my favourites, reminding me as it does of flowers.

Introduction to The Art of Theo

Theo is two. He likes to paint. He has an interesting style which involves walking past his easel (oh yes, none of this sitting at a table malarkey for him), making a few considered brushstrokes and then wandering off until his muse strikes him again.

Whilst his choices of colours are limited - generally red, blue, green, yellow, sparkly white and on occasion (i.e. if I can be bothered to mix them) purple, orange and brown - and his slaps on the canvas appear to be fairly random, there is also a sort of pleasing similarity to them. I feel they are too pretty to be kept to our walls, and as such should be shared.

His pictures have brought a lot of pleasure to family and friends (I often include them inside birthday cards, or as wrapping paper) and they have certainly given us an excuse not to paint our dining room.