At the Art Show

by aengelson | May 15th, 2010

Kid astronauts!

On a lighter note, after that grim philosophical post yesterd movies with lesbian porn ay: 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, hot video free asian porn movies 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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Hi, I'm Andy Engelson, a writer and editor who lived in Hanoi for five years and now lives in Geneva Switzerland. This blog is no longer active, but you can find more of my writing at The Lost Salt Atlas. I'm currently working on a historical novel spectacular teen porn hub set in the Northwest United States during World War II. In a former life, I edited Washington Trails magazine. I like to hike, travel, and play with my family.

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