Welcome to the magic of Sedona artist Mary Dove

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Question, were you raised a Creative Kid?

This is a “Twice Weekly” newsletter I received from Robert Genn. I’ve enjoy his words of wisdom for many years. As a parent, this one about Creative Kids struck a chord with me and I felt it may have supportive thoughts for some of you. It was for me, as I looked back at how my parents intuitively hit most Richards points.

This is a reflective piece from Robert Genn, currently standing strong to win his battle with the Big C.

Please enjoy his words of wisdom in how he raised three creative children. His words reignite with me having raised three creative siblings. I hope you too had a similar experience raising Creative Kids. It is kind of nice to know you’re not the only parent on the planet dealing with these objectives. As parent we are a band of kindred spirits.
Creative kids! 

February 21, 2014

Dear Mary,

In the art of parenting we all begin as amateurs. By the time we turn pro, it's generally too late. Carol and I managed three out of the box: a filmmaker, a musician, and a painter. All are apparently flourishing. Here are some ideas we bumped into while getting lucky with creative kids:

Show is always better than tell.
Your kids already know your opinions.
Kiss them regularly if they'll let you.
Be alert when they approach you with ideas.
Encourage them to colour outside the lines.
Keep in touch. Let them know where you are.
Let you and your spouse be sails, not anchors.
Field trips are more valuable than classrooms.
One of the best things you can say is "try it."
Non-judgmental curiosity beats seasoned guidance.
When kids hang out in the studio, you pick up tips.
Let the kids visit with weird friends and relatives.
The development of imagination requires their privacy.
Always have materials available. Try not to be stingy.
Encourage enterprise. Let them make and sell lemonade.
They understand if you travel during the drum-set stage.
A kid's opening sentences are not always topic sentences.
If they don't know what you think, they are likely to ask.
From time to time be dull and stupid. The kids will rally.
Before making suggestions, give it some thought. They have.

Last summer, a man I had never seen before knocked on my studio door. With a sly smile he told me he had nine of my daughter Sara's early paintings. It seems that years ago he had been walking by and purchased them directly from her. She was creating and selling them at a small table out on our lawn. At the age of six, Sara's works were 25 cents each, or nine for $2.
Best regards, 

Robert Genn 

PS: "Your children are not your children.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls.
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, even in your dreams.
You are the bows from which your children, as living arrows,
are sent forth." (Kahlil Gibran)

Esoterica: This letter is a repeat of one from May 17, 2002. As far as I can see, the ideas in it still apply. As I write this, Sara is in her New York studio painting a giant fibreglass egg. She is one of about 200 artists chosen to contribute to upcoming "The Big Egg Hunt" in New York City. James is leaving his television directing and producing in Toronto for a few days bonding in Vancouver with the Bob-badger. He's on the plane as we speak. Dave has just this minute shut down his music studio for the day so we can chat each other up on the way to and from chemo. So much creativity is going on, I'm finding it difficult to be ill.

If you like, send warm thoughts to Robert for him to accomplish, at this point in his life, his Highest and Best Good for his present time, his future and a life well lived.

February is almost gone and soon Spring will springs eternal.

Have joy, laughter and grace in your everyday live

Mary Dove



Bye for now.

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Here is a Valentine Love poem from Barb Wiatrak Young, friends from our high school days. Share her warm thoughts of how to say I Love You.

 How Do You Say I Love You..

by barb wiatrak-young

How do you say I love you,
To speak the true words from the heart,
Feelings so deep and poignant,
Just where and how can you start...

Love isn't words or just phrases,
Or a glance and maybe a smile...
Love is a myriad mix,
Of caring and sharing the while..

Love isn't some little token,
Or a gift of glittering gold,
If warmth isn't filling the heart,
Gifts are useless and cold..

Love is a mix of so many things,
A kiss, a smile, and some tears,
Kindness, and patience, & caring
Quieting each other’s fears..

Love is a touch of the hand,
A glance from sparkling eyes,
Laughing and crying together,
Love is a gracious surprise...

Love is knowing the feelings,
That make up the other ones heart,
Missing, and wishing and longing,
Whenever you two are apart..

Love is a mixture of life’s seeds,
That you must nurture with care,
It’s the sweet & warm satisfaction,
That someone will always be there.

And when twilight comes stealing,
Taking the sunshine and dawn,
Its knowing that love is forever,
And that will help you go on..



I've missed connecting with you. It is now the middle of the art season, always a busy time. I am currently showing in three Phoenix juried shows with two show deadlines due the 1st of March, entries to be juried for Spring Shows.
With this opportunity, here’s wishing you a most enjoyable Valentine Day.

"Laughter is the sun that drives the winter from the human face."  -- Victor Hugo.



Mary Dove




Bye for now.