Watercolors. Drawing with my Mummy

“Let's draw the ocean!” Mama suggested.

“That’s borriiing.” “Tim laid his head on the white sheet of paper, dipped his brush into the glass of water, and began to stir the water, making a whirlpool.

“Then let's draw white-capped waves, like wooly sheep!”

“Waves like sheep? That’s boring toooo.” Tim continued making a whirlpool in his glass. At the moment this interested him more than what to draw. The whirlpool picked up speed and was on the verge of jumping out of the glass.

“Well, you could paint a sheep hugging the ocean,” Mama persisted.

“How? The ocean is too biiiiig!”

“Really? Hm… You're probably right. What if you paint the ocean hugging a sheep?"

“Wouldn’t the sheep drown?" Tim asked, surprised at his mother's suggestion.

“You can imagine that they are best friends. The ocean wouldn’t want his friend to drown.”

And so Tim painted the ocean hugging a sheep.

What about you? Can you draw the ocean hugging a sheep?

The Third Tale: Red

“Mama, my inspiration is gone!”

“What terrible news,” said Mama, sitting down next to Tim. “Then we'll just have to go look for it! Let's pick a color at random.”

“What does ‘at random’ mean?”

“It means ‘without thinking’ or ‘without looking,’” said Mama. She took out a whole set of paints, each in its own jar with a lid.

Tim turned away, covered his eyes with one hand, and picked up a jar of paint with the other.

“RED!” Tim yelled delightedly when he opened his eyes.

“Are you so happy because you already know what you're going to paint?”