modern art

aka... kids and technology.

i swear these days kids come out of the womb knowing how to program computers and other fancy stuff i'm not even aware of.  over thanksgiving baby girl held her uncle's ipod for about 7 seconds before she had figured out how to unlock it and open music apps.  seriously?!  

recently, she's taken an interest in our little camera.  it's just a normal point and shoot but she realized that she can watch videos of herself on there and she thinks that's super cool.  

she knows the on/off button and the button to press to get the video to play.  it's kind of impressive because i still get hazy on these things.  and she's only 19 months old.  this morning i woke up when chris did.  he got out and showered, while i moaned about how i stayed up too late and why was i already awake?!  when he turned off the showered i lazed* "baby's awake" and so he quickly put on clothes and then got her out of her crib, changed her diaper, and brought her downstairs to our room to hang out with him while he finished getting ready for work.  i remained in bed.  i actually remained in bed for almost an hour after she woke up which is strange because honey left for work and i remained in bed while baby wandered the house.  i was especially lazy this morning.  that's extreme... even for me.  

anyways, around the time honey was about to leave, baby girl grabbed our little camera from my nightstand.  but instead of watching videos like she normally does, she decided to take some pictures!  so my view wasn't always great, but i kept hearing that picture taking sound over and over while seeing the flash blind baby's poor eyes.  she pressed onward though, photographing much of our first floor.  i remained in bed.  but eventually she brought the camera back to me and this is what i can deduce from the pictures.

close up of baby's face.  i saw it happen.

same and same.

ditto and ditto.  lots of face flashing going on. 

this is in honey's office.  i'm guessing she was following him around as he gathered stuff for work.

office chair and map on wall behind his desk.

same and same.

this is honey's arm.  his shirt is actually misrepresented in this picture because really it's blue and white with no pink undertones.

unidentifiable wall or ceiling.  only baby knows.

our entertainment center back in the master bedroom.  

entertainment center in the great room.

the ceiling of the entryway nook to the master bedroom.

kitchen ceiling and window above the sink.

kitchen ceiling

kitchen still.

for someone like me, who is   (fill in the the blank)  , this is what modern art looks like.  sooo, although i know there are a lot of people with a sincere love of abstract art like the great sara snow** who wrote about it here, i've never been able to get myself to be one of those people.  in case you were wondering.

but if you are a self described trendy, artsy, new york loft, creative, hip, right-brain, organic, wears boho/hobo clothes type of person, would you like to purchase one of my baby's deep, meaningful, trendy, timeless, one of a kind prints?  it would look awesome on that brick wall of your awesome 150 sq/ft manhattan two bedroom apartment that you share with your 3 aspiring writer/actor/musician/artist roommates.  convo me on etsy*** and we can talk about sizing, canvas, frames, and pricing.

*not sure of the real meaning, but i intend for it to mean that i laid in bed and snobbishly moaned to my breadwinner husband to fulfill my motherly and wifely responsibilities.
**  she's really super great.  seriously.
*** i do not have anything to do with etsy.  buying, selling, window shopping, browsing for inspiration... nothing.  absolutely nothing.  you should know better.