tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38543876886087205522011-04-21T17:35:39.786-07:00Jim Postierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17057787370767949297noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854387688608720552.post-19680756695039057662009-04-27T19:52:00.000-07:002009-04-27T21:51:08.660-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rva8_LQ1xl0/SfaI3II9dvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DsFSXwsXb9g/s1600-h/042709_001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 345px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rva8_LQ1xl0/SfaI3II9dvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DsFSXwsXb9g/s320/042709_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329597689698809586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rva8_LQ1xl0/SfaI27C3sSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/bkZ2I2wvAiQ/s1600-h/042709_002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 337px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rva8_LQ1xl0/SfaI27C3sSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/bkZ2I2wvAiQ/s320/042709_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329597686183604514" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rva8_LQ1xl0/SfaI27v6FxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aFW2uia7MVs/s1600-h/042709_003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 369px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rva8_LQ1xl0/SfaI27v6FxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aFW2uia7MVs/s320/042709_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329597686372505362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Today I traveled to Hutchinson, Minnesota to talk with the first graders at West Elementary School. During my tater-tot hot dish lunch I was able to enjoy some miniature books the students had written and illustrated.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I'd like to thank Matt and Jadon for sharing their drawings with me.<br /></div></div><br /><br /><br /><p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854387688608720552-1968075669503905766?l=jimsartblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jim Postierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17057787370767949297noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854387688608720552.post-10147417961332666992009-02-02T11:07:00.000-08:002009-02-02T11:53:16.519-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rva8_LQ1xl0/SYdNBf4f47I/AAAAAAAAABk/VxoH2xqZm_o/s1600-h/Ansleewall_DSC_5307LR.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rva8_LQ1xl0/SYdNBf4f47I/AAAAAAAAABk/VxoH2xqZm_o/s320/Ansleewall_DSC_5307LR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298288174758355890" border="0" /></a>Over the last few months, my art endeavors have been mostly focused on our son Anslee. He has autism and has become tired of our long Minnesota winter. To bring him a little Springtime joy, the other two children and I have been painting objects on his bedroom walls. Here we have "Brown Bear" by me and a hint of "Care Bear" by Anslee's older sister Aubrey.<br /><br />Anslee enjoys having conversations with some of the wall characters, but he doesn't say all that much to the brown bear.<br /><br /><br />Stay warm,<br /><br />Jim<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854387688608720552-1014741796133266699?l=jimsartblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jim Postierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17057787370767949297noreply@blogger.com0