Sharing the joy of Art at Kerjacob.

There are so many things I love about France but it saddens me greatly that in school the children don't have regular art lessons.

The same seems to apply to music and sport.

Throughout history people have decorated and adorned their environment and themselves and yet this doesn't happen in school here.

To me its a part of human need.

Tiny children love using paints and drawing in all different forms.

Antoine, at 6, working on his first painting.

Our nearest neighbours are young farmers, they have two lovely little boys who we've known since they were born, in fact before they were born.

Last year, in the summer I did some art each week with Remi, who is now eight years old.

So now I've started to do some English and Art with the two boys, just half an hour about three times a week.

Its lovely to see them coming down the big hill to the house, they arrive, give kisses and look for Mr P to give him kisses too.

Remi, at 8, trying out making his own colours.

On Wednesday there is no school so Wednesday mornings will be for Art for them, unless I or they can't make it.

Yesterday we did half an hour of some English and then an hour and a half of Art.

It was lovely to see the pleasure it gave them.

Yes, it was busy for me getting everything ready and then clearing up but it was all worth it.

They loved it.

We moved on to printing, thinking of the autumn colours.

Antoine's printing.

At half past twelve we walked back up the hill, they carrying their plates which still had enough paint on them for them to do more in the afternoon if they wanted and me carrying their paintings and their exercise books.

Antoine's photograph of his piece of work.

Paintings were shown to Mamma and Pappa and I left with thank you's and another kiss from each boy.

Remi's printing and painting.

Remi's photograph of his work.