after a rather delicious sushi dinner at the new sushi restaurant in town yesterday (yes, our little mennonite city has a sushi restaurant run by a japanese family), my valentine and i had a low-key art date. i love our art dates. we sit downstairs in our art room working on some sort of art project(s) - either together or on separate projects, it doesn't matter. i love it. the first art date we had was when we were dating back at bethany, up in the stairwell by the mezz (aka the stairway to heaven). we were making art! i promise! ;) i think we made something with chalk pastels.
yesterday as R was refining an amazing cartoon character that he's created, and as i was punching holes into my almost-finished "highlights of 2007" scrapbook/album, (it's "almost-finished" because i broke the hole-punch before i got through all of the extremely thick pages. argh!), i began contemplating, once again, how fantastic it is to be married to an artist. first of all, we can spend valentine's day on an art date and enjoy it. but more so, i love that he understands my craving to be creative, my need to have some artistic outlet, whether it's with paper and photos, a sewing machine and some fabric, paint and a canvas, yarn and a crochet hook, etc. he gets it. and not only does he get it, but he encourages it. i couldn't be more blessed.
i can think of a few of my friends who are quite skilled. but for them, while their non-artistic husbands would never discourage them from pursuing creative hobbies, i can't see them ever saying to their wives, "hunny, i'm going to build us an art room so that you can go sit downstairs and let the creative juices flow, even if it means that we won't have room for a guest room and all our future children will have to share a bedroom."
if you would have asked me as a child what i wanted to be when i grew up, for the longest time i didn't know - i did know that i never wanted to be a nurse. but when i did have an answer, it was always either a teacher or an artist (preferably a cartoonist). i am now grown up, and i am neither (by profession), but i am married to both. God sure knew what he was doing when he made us for each other. how fantastic is that.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
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As I read this I realized how sweet and fantastic it is that you are married to Ryan... who is dubbed the most funny guy I have ever met. Anyway. I was trying to imagine if Dan was an artist... I couldn't imagine us having a date in our "art room". Then I realized that our kids do share a room because we created our nursery into a "art room" of sorts! It is our piano/office where I teach music (that is an art!) and Dan and I will create music in there together! It is also where I work on my photography- another art! If computer gaming is an art than that is where Dan creates art (for many many hours on end...)! We used to have "art room dates" and I would scrapbook while Dan played on the computer. Although it isn't pottery or sketching, we are more similar than we know, cous!
oh- by the way- you have been tagged twice now. get on it!!! :)
I so want an art room... But my art room is to be in a sunroom off my kitchen...and is only in my dreams... Actually, it is sorta on "the list" already- after or at the same time as we do a room above the garage, which comes a long ways after filling the existing rooms with kids (for those of you reading this and wondering why I mention this- yup- we're waiting for more kids, but not homegrown ones, but ours from Ethiopia...). Some evenings our whole family does art projects. I love it. We have quite a lot of talent in the Reimer family already!
I'd love to see some of you scrap pages!
Ramona
PS The music Kerri & Dan make (mentioned above) is made in all rooms of their house at all times and I do NOT consider flatulence an art.. Not even as creative as they are..
Having that common ground of expressing yourself with creativity is so grand! I'm so glad you found someone who likes art like you do.
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