I think that much of art is a happy accident. I had put out acrylic paints for Tucker and Penelope. They painted wonderful Christmas wreaths. Although I had put out all of the Christmas colors Penelope spied the basket behind the table with additional colors. Both children rounded out their choices and filled their palettes with a variety of color. Hours later, when I faced the day’s cleanup, I sat down and took their leftover colors. With a fresh sheet of linen paper I made swirl upon swirl, beginning with the darkest colors to the lightest. I am no talent but the finished product looked like Christmas bulbs. The colors they had put together were so much better than my choices would have been. It was a happy accident. I later drew around all of the red bulbs, drew hooks, and now this happy accident is framed and ready for Christmas. Thank you Tucker and Penelope.
