He's mastering the art of fine art and dining

FATHER’S DAZE
Emmitt B. Feldner  for The Review

Our grandson Aiden may be going through an artistic phase, but he’s certainly not a starving artist.

That’s because while his artistic talents may still be questionable, there’s no question that he’s got a healthy appetite and is in no danger of starving.

Visiting us this weekend while his father was leaving for his annual training with the Army Reserves and his mother was busy working, Aiden shared his artistic efforts with Mee-Mee and Poppie.

His artwork is still not much beyond what you would expect from an almost-five-year-old, but he makes up for it with a boundless imagination – which makes his artwork into veritable flights of fancy.

He has proven his ability to work within the limits of whatever media he has available, creating his own little masterpieces using just a ballpoint, a pencil or a crayon.

One work, for instance, featured a swirling circle of black pen strokes which, he informed us, represented a space storm.

Next to that was a series of vertical scribbles in red crayon which, we were told, represented Mee- Mee and Poppie – and Aiden, too – attempting to stay out of the space storm and out of harm’s way.

I don’t think even Rorschach could have found that much meaning in one of his ink blots.

Most of his artistic efforts tend to follow the same line – seemingly meaningless scribbles that are, to his mind at least, crammed with meaning and stories.

There’s certainly a lot more in them than I can see, but then again, art appreciation was never one of my better subjects.

It’s just a little disheartening that Aiden’s artwork at his age is better than his Poppie’s at my age.

Art, like beauty, may be in the eye of the beholder, but in Aiden’s case, it’s also in the mind of the creator.

Art seems to be his latest phase of endeavor, because he certainly created a lot of it over the weekend – enough to fill all the refrigerator doors in a big-box appliance store, and then some.

So much, in fact, that we have to utilize a rotating display system to get it all in on our poor refrigerator door.

It does give us something different to look at each time we have to go into the refrigerator to get him something to eat, though.

We don’t need to check his changing clothing size to know that Aiden is a growing boy – his appetite can give that away.

While he’s pretty good about trying new things, Aiden does have his particular favorites that he always comes back to, with pizza at the top of the list.

And he does enjoy plenty of healthy foods, but they still finish far behind on his list of favorites to things like candy and popsicles – which, of course, Mee-Mee and Poppie never give him, because it’s not good for him. And if you believe that, I’ve got a collection of one-of-a-kind, priceless art masterpieces you might like to buy.

Aiden does comes by his love of eating naturally, from his father, his uncle, his Poppie and even further out on the branches of the family tree.

We’re just glad he hasn’t reached his teenage years yet, when the genetics will really kick in and he’ll be eating enough in one day for a small country, if he’s anything like his father and his uncle.

We used to threaten to put a revolving door on the refrigerator when Alex and Ethan were teenagers and we’ll probably repeat that threat when our grandsons become teenagers.

Come to think of it, a revolving door on the refrigerator would give us more display space for our ever-growing collection of grandson art.


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