At the Art Show

by aengelson | May 15th, 2010

Kid astronauts!

On a lighter note, after that grim philosophical post yesterday: Matilda showed us her school art show at System’s Little House in Hanoi. And it was fantastic! Among the attractions was a cool Space Room filled with astronaut figures, a diorama of the planets and stars, a collection of Martian clay figures, and a soundtrack of a countdown and blastoff.

Elsewhere, there were plenty of other drawings, paintings, and activities. And Matilda really got into the fundraiser: selling cookies to raise money for the Moon Bear Rescue Centre in Tam Dao. She sold a lot of cookies, and got a big bear hug from her teacher for all her hard work. Nice job!

Matilda's "camouflage" portrait

Also on display was a fantastic series of “camouflage” portraits the kids did by painting their faces, having photos taken, and then then adding colors and found object to the photos to make a collage. As a completely unbiased art critic, I can say with authority that they were incredible! Way to go, junior artists! (Click on either photo to view a Flickr gallery of photos from the art show).

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Andy Engelson is a writer and editor who lives in Hanoi, Vietnam. He's currently working on a historical novel set in the Northwest United States during World War II. He's also a freelance writer, essayist and member of the Hanoi Writer's Collective. In a former life, he edited Washington Trails magazine for six years and before that was freelance journalist. He likes to hike, travel, and play with his family.

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