Arca di Noe

Domik got this book for his birthday. He likes the story because we told him about it before and he got curious what a strange stuff there is in the world to talk about. The illustrations are so pretty, the artist likes Romanesque art, check out the bird, figures, their hands and the "purls" on the edges of the pages.

Report on our Easter Holiday

The middle picture, the strange one with a white bulk, it is a snowy hill with spring flowers, hanging upside down from a ceiling in a kid's theatre.
We found a piece that my mum had started weaving on my former kid's loom. Markétka and are trying to finish it but it is hard. Markétka, my niece, makes me happy, she built a cardboard house with her friend for a show and a contest called If I Were an Architect and now she weaves carpets for their little house.
I am a translator again from tomorrow for the next month. Something on symbolism, difficult, interesting, hard. 

We have been drawing

above: a work room

We, grown-ups, like to join our Domík when he is drawing, it is relieving to draw, no matter what and how it will turn out. Lego is the obsession, it has been like that for a while. Domík makes good stuff, yesterday he built a cafe with a coffee machine. I wonder why... So while drawing I whipped a plan for a sweater that will never become real, probably, but it would look good. Instead I made Domik a hat with squares. We had nice Easter, little snowy and muddy but OK.

fun fun

Again, pictures from our trip to Italy. We had a lot of fun and we bothered neighbors. Domík was happy and was singing a lot, beside all the laughing like crazy to his dad's jokes.

I spy ...

If I made the impression in the pre-previous entry that I would stop blogging, it was a wrong impression. On contrary, it looks like I will be messing here even more often.
We have cards I spy Dinosaurs Eye and we have a book with the same title and I am obsessed with looking at the pictures. We made one I spy ourselves, we cluttered everything tiny and little, it is hard to make it look interesting.

Dutch Portrait

A spontaneous head gear, appeared on D.'s head after tickling and giggling while going to bed. Well, first there was tickling and goofing, giggling came after.
Jan van Eyck's and Hendrik Kersten's work, thank you for the collaboration.

Pictures from Mantova and a short spring essay on blogging crisis

 So I am thinking what has happened to this blog that I do not have such a need to share stuff as much as I used to. My life is definitely somewhere else than it was when my kid hanged out with me at home and we had to deal with staying indoors a lot. Is my life more interesting now that I don't have time for the blog, are you wandering? I think it is not. It is somewhere else.