I used to read Little Bear books when I was a child growing up in Ivoryton, Ct. I loved those books, so simple and gentle. I wished his mother and father were my mother and father. Without all of the hair and claws and teeth. Actually there were some days when Hitler and Eva seemed like a pretty good trade in.
When I was pregnant with my older daughter the first thing I bought were the Little Bear books I remembered from my childhood. I was suprised and delighted to find Elsa Holmelund Minarik and Maurice Sendak were still making them. Do you know what? Elsa writes them but they are still called Maurice Sendak's Little Bear and he just draws the pictures, they are wonderful pictures though. Anyway, after my second daughter was born I discovered they were now animated. I avoided watching them for awhile. I didn't want the magic destroyed for my girls. Actually, I didn't want the magic destroyed for me. Finally, one day, I gave it a peek. The pages of the books had come to life. They had stayed true to the illustrations, the voices were perfect and the attitudes were correct, everything was just right. I know I was happier about it than the girls.
This morning I was feeling very weak and tired and very sad about it. There is so much I wanted to do today and I only got about an hour's worth of busy in and my body just wouldn't respond anymore. So, back to my cell/bedroom I went. I took out my sketch book and twiddled about doing warm ups and doodles and decided to see what was on the t.v. I feel guilty about the t.v. sometimes. It was put in the room for my benefit. My husband puts great store in watching television but weeks will go by before I turn it on. I flipped through the channels amazed that out of hundreds of channels and who knows how many movie channels there was nothing I wanted to watch until I came to Little Bear. Feeling a wee bit silly and childish I chose it. It is such a sweet and gentle show, I wasn't really watching it, just sketching away but having it on in the background was soothing and good. A sweet moment for me.
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I used to read Little Bear books when I was a child growing up in Ivoryton, Ct. I loved those books, so simple and gentle. I wished his mother and father were my mother and father. Without all of the hair and claws and teeth. Actually there were some days when Hitler and Eva seemed like a pretty good trade in.
Read more...When I was pregnant with my older daughter the first thing I bought were the Little Bear books I remembered from my childhood. I was suprised and delighted to find Elsa Holmelund Minarik and Maurice Sendak were still making them. Do you know what? Elsa writes them but they are still called Maurice Sendak's Little Bear and he just draws the pictures, they are wonderful pictures though. Anyway, after my second daughter was born I discovered they were now animated. I avoided watching them for awhile. I didn't want the magic destroyed for my girls. Actually, I didn't want the magic destroyed for me. Finally, one day, I gave it a peek. The pages of the books had come to life. They had stayed true to the illustrations, the voices were perfect and the attitudes were correct, everything was just right. I know I was happier about it than the girls.
This morning I was feeling very weak and tired and very sad about it. There is so much I wanted to do today and I only got about an hour's worth of busy in and my body just wouldn't respond anymore. So, back to my cell/bedroom I went. I took out my sketch book and twiddled about doing warm ups and doodles and decided to see what was on the t.v. I feel guilty about the t.v. sometimes. It was put in the room for my benefit. My husband puts great store in watching television but weeks will go by before I turn it on. I flipped through the channels amazed that out of hundreds of channels and who knows how many movie channels there was nothing I wanted to watch until I came to Little Bear. Feeling a wee bit silly and childish I chose it. It is such a sweet and gentle show, I wasn't really watching it, just sketching away but having it on in the background was soothing and good. A sweet moment for me.