What’s so unique about this Christmas tree? Take a closer look before scrolling down… 😉
The title of this post might have given the surprise away but yes, the deco on the tree is majorly playdough!
From Holly leaves to candy canes…
… and Frosty the Snowman thrown in for good luck!
Not forgetting Santa Claus, wishing everyone a “Creative” Christmas!!!
Megan has done it again!
Here are her earlier masterpieces:
- The Play Dough Story
The artist is a receptacle for emotions derived from anywhere: from the sky, from the earth, from a piece of paper, from a passing figure, from a spider’s web. Whether he wants it or not, man is the instrument of nature
~ Pablo Picasso
Artists derive inspiration from nature… but for a city-dweller where every inch of green is potential “real estate” for another concrete eye-sore, there will soon be no space to “stand and stare”.
So when Megan (my neice) came up with this elaborate playdough ‘farm-ville’, all I could do was stand and stare … and click!
Before you read on, I’d like to pose a challenge to you as she did to me. “Try and spot as many details as you can from the above picture”
Do not assume she is blindly inspired by virtual reality on the addictive social networking site, Facebook. With the little that her mother described about farming, combined with the knowledge in school here is her creation
The farm is divided into elaborate patches growing her favorite veggies.
And then I noticed detail… There were special attractions on the farm!
For a child who has not stepped into a farm, and may never know one, I think she deserves a round of applause!
[Click this link for an earlier work of art by Megan: The Play Dough Story]
My elder sister has just got addicted to Facebook. And while her kids study, she logs in the addictive social networking site and uploads photos.
Megan, her 8 year old, was at the receiving end of her Mom’s divided attention and piqued. “What is Facebook?” To which her Mom replied, “It’s a place where you keep faces of people.” An hour later, Megan drops off a tiny booklet her Mom’s hand. “Here,” she said. “I made a facebook for you. Now you don’t have to waste your time on the computer.”