I’ve been letting kids take lots of pictures, as is my wont. Dash has a series I’d like to present.
I feel like letting them frame stuff up, using their cameras (the girls have Polaroids), my camera (yes, millennials, I still have a SEPARATE device that I use, along with my phone), or, even, you know… my phone… is a great way of having them think about what’s important to them about things they find interesting. Dash has requested to take photos fairly frequently from his seat in the stroller… I thought I’d display a cross-section of his images.
(Ed.– Things mostly have to “have animals in them,” methinks– with dinosaurs and sharks being the PREFERRED animals– to be dash-picture-worthy, on the whole. Also, I have attempted to caption these, to the best of my ability.)
Rainbow from our balcony– Dash’s masterwork. Took ten tries to meet his satisfaction.
T-Rex at the Paris Zoo.
A jewelry shop (closed). “LOOOK DAD, GOLD!”
The creche at the Paris Zoo. “Eli could build that, dad.”
Hmmmm. The artiste deigns not to answer as to the nature of this composition.
A “hornless unicorn.” (According to the expert.)
At the Musée Rodin. “He said NO.”
Near the cottage in Beynac.
At an art show at Halles des Blanc Manteaux.
At the Paris Zoo. “It’s a STICKBUG!” Actually a horsehead grasshopper– don’t tell the expert.
In the flat. Experiments with HAM radio?
In Napoleon’s Apartments at the Louvre.
A ceiling in Napoleon’s Apartments at the Louvre.
At an art show at Halles des Blanc Manteaux. “‘Atsa BUG, dad. Can you make a BUG LIGHT, dad?”
In the Louvre. I think there’s an animal horn, there?
He REALLY liked the white chicken. In the Louvre.
“A GIANT SNAAAAKE! ‘Acause it is NOT a SMALL snake!” At the Louvre.
Flanderian “Howls,” at the Louvre.
At an art show at Halles des Blanc Manteaux. “It’s my favorite, ‘acause it’s a SPACE TRAIN!”
“She has a SCARF like MOM, dad!” At the Musée Rodin.
At the Louvre. Perhaps it’s the stag being wrestled above that caught his attention?
“THEY RIDE LIIIIOOOOONNS, dad! LIIIIIIOOOOOONNNNS!” At the Louvre.
“It’s little pieces of little people.” At the Musée Rodin.
“‘Acause it’s SKULLS. Don’t be STUPID.” At the Louvre.
“‘Atsa BIG HORSE, dad. I want crackers, too.” At the Louvre.
ummmm… the snail shell thingy? I got nothing, and am GIVEN nothing but half-lidded stares when I ask. Evidently, the interest is obvious? At the Louvre.
“Where his teeth go, dad?” I dunno son– but aren’t you worried about his nose? “What nose, dad?” Never mind. At the Musée Rodin.
“There is BROKEN, and there is NOT DONE, dad.” At the Musée Rodin.
“‘Atsa big DOG, dad!” It’s a panther, son. “I SAID DOG. A panther is a kind of dog, dad!” At the Louvre.
“Those are some crabs, dad. They need water. SALTY water, dad.” At the Louvre.
“It’s a dragon. I think T-Rex is better. T-Rex could eat this dragon, dad.” At the Louvre.
“They still need water dad. Guess what kind?” Ah, would that be sea- “SALTY. They still need SALTY water, dad.” At the Louvre.