The Art of Parenting
by Amy Starr Redwine
In the second half of his life, my grandfather discovered that he possessed a talent and passion for painting. Some of my most cherished childhood memories are of the times Papop set up easels and paints, then guided his five grandchildren through the process of creating an image on a blank page—choosing the subject, imagining the picture, dipping the brush in the paint just-so, experimenting with different strokes and angles of the brush.
I quickly lost patience with the whole endeavor—my talents simply didn’t lie in the area of visual arts—but two of the five of us showed real promise, and one of my cousins is now pursuing a career in art education. I preferred to watch Papop paint, or to admire his latest painting-in-progress on the easel in his studio, marveling at the patience and attention to detail required to go from blank canvas to finished painting.
After he died, my grandmother invited her five grandchildren to go into Papop’s studio and take whatever paintings we wished. Most of what was left were paintings he did not consider good enough to display at a showing or sell at an art show. That didn’t matter to us, for they represented the strokes of his hands, the discernment of his eyes, the work of his imagination and the passion of his heart. When someone creates something, is there not a little piece of them inside?
What are the ways that parenting is connected to creating? To find out, read the full text of this article in the July/August 2010 issue of Horizons.
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Amy Starr Redwine is the part-time solo pastor of Firestone Presbyterian Church in Akron, Ohio.
Illustration by J.W. Starr, Jr.
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