Summer Art Project.

Summer is in full swing at our house. And while we have quite a few activities and outings scheduled  later in the summer, we've spent the last two weeks primarily at home enjoying a few lazy summer days. 

One such day I had a wild hair and decided it would be both fun and interesting to see them recreate famous art instead of making yet another toilet paper roll monster {our collection is already quite vast}. My kids were not entirely convinced this was a real art project until I explained we were going to recreate the most expensive piece of art ever sold at auction -- The Scream by Edvard Munch. 

As I'm sure you read in May, The Scream (pastel, 1895) sold for $119,922,500 at Sotheby's Impressionist and Modern art auction to a private buyer.

Yes, $119 MILLION.

And while I cannot comprehend having, much less spending, that much money it certain piqued by duo's attention.

For at least 30 minutes.

We started with this image of the original work.

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Given that I lack the "artsy" gene, I provided absolutely no guidance. In fact, I'm certain I was sitting in front of my computer during said art session. They worked completely alone - even separated from one another. 

Because this is serious business. 

Here are the resulting works of "art": 

The Scream by Boy Genius

The Scream by Little Miss Thang

So maybe the artsy gene isn't even on our family tree.  

Or perhaps kids should simply be left to create kid art, not recreate adult masterpieces? 

We ooooh and awwwe over their crazy childish creations all the time. Isn't it interesting, though, that when you have something to which to compare a creation it appears less magnificent even to a mother's eyes?

Which made me wonder what other behaviors or actions I am comparing to exceptional behaviors or actions, and by doing such, creating higher than childlike expectations? 

What do you think?  Was Roosevelt right on the money? 

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Or am I creating a mountain out of a lousy art project?