It's a brilliant use of the blue and the purple hues, isn't it? Yeah, I have FORTY of these.
I'm not talking about actual, nice drawings of things you can recognize, things that literally make you say "AWWWWWW" and then burst into tears, running out of the room before anybody can see you, and afterwards you go to Target (naturally) and buy a frame and keep it forever......
See, this is obviously a bear. You can tell because it says "A Bear" right there at the bottom. *sniff*
... I'm talking about the hundreds and hundreds of finger paintings, blobs of color, random scribbles, cotton balls glued to construction paper, that come home in the backpacks in droves. What do you do with those? You can't throw them away, this is the beautiful artwork that your darling child, your own flesh and blood, made with his own elbow grease and probably more than a little spit. You need to keep these forever, pulling them out at night to cherish their beauty while your darling child sleeps, and one day you'll be able to look at them, when your child is all grown up, and remember those long ago days of preschool when he was so small and he depended on you and he loved you unconditionally and the worst name he ever called you was "poo-poo face."
He has such a mastery of the glue-work!
Every time I get one of these things I think "Oh, crap, what am I supposed to do with this? I can't throw it away, I just can't. But do I really need another one? And it looks just like the last one, so what does it matter if I just throw away one? But doesn't that make me the absolute most horribly worst parent in the entire world, throwing away my child's precious, precious artwork?
I think here he was expressing the challenges of being a preschooler in a post-industrial, technological era. He's saying "in today's electronic world, we so rarely speak to each other face to face, we spend all of our time communicating via electronic device in lieu of the human contact that keeps us alive. What kind of future are we creating for our children ... for ourSELVES ... by choosing to live our lives in such a manner?"
When Child 1 was in preschool he had a home program; therapists would come to the house and work with him and every day he would produce artwork and our wonderful, fabulous therapist who worked with him every day was in charge of making this decision for me. I would say "Do I have to keep this?" and she would say either yes or no, and when she said no, she would take the paper from me so that I wouldn't be the one who actually threw it away. I miss her.
It's so much easier when other people do your thinking for you.
So, what do I do with all this stuff. Yeah, I keep it all; of COURSE I keep it all! I have boxes, one for each child for each year. Child 1: Kindergarten. Child 2: Preschool, etc. And those boxes are piling up in my various storage areas, waiting for them to grow older so I can pull them out and we can look at them together and say "Why the fuck did you keep these, Mom?"