Monday: walk, rain, Walden delivery
May. 11th, 2020 11:30 pmI have eggs! Walden arrived today with 4 dozen eggs. Mmmmm. I made blondies.
We also had the second sunbasket. It was another paleo, so I added sweet potato fries. One of the weird side effects of several unrelated decisions over the last few months / years is that I own an air fryer, and I almost always have sweet potatoes in the fridge. The air fryer happened the year I bought everyone instant pots for the holidays, and my BIL said he did not want one, but he wanted an air fryer. He tried it, decided it was not a good replacement for an actual fryer, and was going to return it. I had him send it to me instead, because my constraints are different from him and based on his detailed video review, it seemed perfect. And it really is. The sweet potatoes happen because of Imperfect Foods — they almost always have organic sweet potatoes and for some reason they wound up in my Put In Every Order List and I keep eating them. Turns out the easiest and favorite way to cook them is in the air fryer with spray from costco. This is real downmarket for me, and I do not really care.
I finally awarded the Rage Certificate I printed out a while back: I gave it to myself. I completely lost it because A. was persistently dissatisfied with her self-portrait. I tried repeatedly to disengage, and she started crying to get me to come back in. I walked her through a half dozen ways to draw the braids and she did great but did not like them. She asked me to do them and she did not like what I drew. I wound up destroying the picture (no loss — she was not going to let me take a picture of it anyway, or submit it).
After a shower, a walk with M., and a snack, I thought through what to do about the real problem : A.’s perfectionism is largely NOT a problem, but art still brings it out in its most florid form — and she will not leave me out of it. If I could disengage, I would be fine, and I could treat this strictly as a boundary problem but that does not feel like a great solution here. What I decided was that, okay, the assignment is to do a portrait or self-portrait, but you can use any materials. We suck with pencils (we can’t even write well), so let’s switch to devices. Yeah, sure, whatever, fine, art is supposed to be screen-free time but FUCK THE IDEA THAT ART SHOULD NOT BE ON SCREENS. Fuck it, right in the whatever. That is a stupid rule. We have all these stupid fucking rules about screens and that is why we have such shitty solutions for online schooling, when we had a decade to get this figured out, screens distributed, broadband deployed, etc. But Nooooo, we cannot do that because we fetishize Not Screen.
I downloaded one of those idiotic apps that take a picture and make it look like a sketch. I showed it to A. and said, here, take a picture of yourself with a background you like. We were not going to pass this off as a sketch; the idea is that a photographic self-portrait is art, and selecting a filter makes it even more art. She had wanted to make it B&W, but I failed to understand what grey style meant and it took R. later on to puzzle that out, and then show where on the iPad camera the control for that was. In the meantime, I wrote a letter to the art teacher to go with the uploaded, filtered photo, explaining why we did what we did (all on me, for rage quitting). She said nice things about the resulting photo and asked what we used.
I then wasted a half hour and tried Painnt, which is what I think I would use going forward. It is pretty fun to play with this stuff, and I am pretty sure that that is part of what the art teacher is trying to accomplish: get the kids to mess around with art stuff and see what can be done with it. If only that did not involve such a fucking prejudice against screens.
We also had the second sunbasket. It was another paleo, so I added sweet potato fries. One of the weird side effects of several unrelated decisions over the last few months / years is that I own an air fryer, and I almost always have sweet potatoes in the fridge. The air fryer happened the year I bought everyone instant pots for the holidays, and my BIL said he did not want one, but he wanted an air fryer. He tried it, decided it was not a good replacement for an actual fryer, and was going to return it. I had him send it to me instead, because my constraints are different from him and based on his detailed video review, it seemed perfect. And it really is. The sweet potatoes happen because of Imperfect Foods — they almost always have organic sweet potatoes and for some reason they wound up in my Put In Every Order List and I keep eating them. Turns out the easiest and favorite way to cook them is in the air fryer with spray from costco. This is real downmarket for me, and I do not really care.
I finally awarded the Rage Certificate I printed out a while back: I gave it to myself. I completely lost it because A. was persistently dissatisfied with her self-portrait. I tried repeatedly to disengage, and she started crying to get me to come back in. I walked her through a half dozen ways to draw the braids and she did great but did not like them. She asked me to do them and she did not like what I drew. I wound up destroying the picture (no loss — she was not going to let me take a picture of it anyway, or submit it).
After a shower, a walk with M., and a snack, I thought through what to do about the real problem : A.’s perfectionism is largely NOT a problem, but art still brings it out in its most florid form — and she will not leave me out of it. If I could disengage, I would be fine, and I could treat this strictly as a boundary problem but that does not feel like a great solution here. What I decided was that, okay, the assignment is to do a portrait or self-portrait, but you can use any materials. We suck with pencils (we can’t even write well), so let’s switch to devices. Yeah, sure, whatever, fine, art is supposed to be screen-free time but FUCK THE IDEA THAT ART SHOULD NOT BE ON SCREENS. Fuck it, right in the whatever. That is a stupid rule. We have all these stupid fucking rules about screens and that is why we have such shitty solutions for online schooling, when we had a decade to get this figured out, screens distributed, broadband deployed, etc. But Nooooo, we cannot do that because we fetishize Not Screen.
I downloaded one of those idiotic apps that take a picture and make it look like a sketch. I showed it to A. and said, here, take a picture of yourself with a background you like. We were not going to pass this off as a sketch; the idea is that a photographic self-portrait is art, and selecting a filter makes it even more art. She had wanted to make it B&W, but I failed to understand what grey style meant and it took R. later on to puzzle that out, and then show where on the iPad camera the control for that was. In the meantime, I wrote a letter to the art teacher to go with the uploaded, filtered photo, explaining why we did what we did (all on me, for rage quitting). She said nice things about the resulting photo and asked what we used.
I then wasted a half hour and tried Painnt, which is what I think I would use going forward. It is pretty fun to play with this stuff, and I am pretty sure that that is part of what the art teacher is trying to accomplish: get the kids to mess around with art stuff and see what can be done with it. If only that did not involve such a fucking prejudice against screens.