a portrait of my children, once a week, every week in 2013 via Che and Fidel
He : helping me start the confounded piñata from hell. He bowed out early on version one, I am still soldiering on after two collapses due to a slow balloon leak. And yes there is STILL a painting trestle in my lounge room.
She : did her whole ballet concert on the actual stage! (last year she did most of it behind the curtains in the wings). She concentrated hard throughout and we are eternally grateful for a costume that did not itch as the tutu did not touch her legs. I am also incredibly proud that she let me do her hair in a bun for the first time. However, we will never again speak of the seams in the stockings.