Chickens and Unschooling

I was slow to post these, but I wanted to get the last of S's inktobers in before the actual October ended. So, just under the wire, her final 8 entries.

Dizzy.

Tasty.

Darkstar, one of S's dragons.
Dark.

Coat.

Ride.

Injured.

Catch.

Ripe.

S Inktobers.

A creatue from Monster Legends, a game she likes to play.
Legend.

A battle against a wild pokémon.
Wild.

She flatly refused to draw a Christmas ornament in October, so ended up with an ornamental sword.
Ornament.

Velveteen rabbit.
Misfit.

More S art.

Fragile.

Swing.

Here are more S entries.

Build.

Husky.

S had her final, in Ceramics I, this morning. She got 100%. She was informed by her instructor that she is getting an A in the class. As soon as the school computers know that as well, we'll sign her up for Ceramics II in the Fall. She's also planning on taking a Sculpture class.

S's teacher saw me waiting to pick her up one day and told me she is a hard worker. When I agreed with him, he added that she is a gem. Proud Momma moment, I gotta tell you. It will come a no surprise, that when S asked him, he agreed to be a reference for her for job applications she will need to start collecting and filling out as soon as she shakes this cold we have running through the house.

M has plans to put up a shelf above S's closet to hold some of her creations. In the meantime, I've cleared her off a bookshelf near the front door.



Some of her later stuff is still living in boxes on the dog's kennel. As soon as we can manage, her masks will be displayed in a lighted nook, obviously designed to hold art, but empty for the past nine years for lack of anything suitable with which to fill it.

This photo does not do them justice, especially the dragon.