Jack's Art

As a corrective to second sibling syndrome - undoubtedly true that Jack gets featured much less than Michael - this posting is all about Jack Starr Minshuai; alas, turns out to be brief.
Memory tells me that Easter fowl imagery in America consists of fluffy baby chicks and eggs. Out here, the focus seems to be on both generations: the roosting hen and her eggs. Something similar hit me Christmastime, as store windows displayed nativity scenes with mangers that sat empty until the 25th, when the baby Jesus made his appearance. Things have their order.

Anyway, Jack came home from nursery with his chicken and egg and the picture below (the blue hen is his handprint). BTW, both cultures are on the same page when it comes to bunnies, except they are more likely to eat them out here.

We are enjoying a 5 day weekend (and snow!), as Switzerland observes Good Friday and takes off Monday for Easter. Countdown begins for the final 3 weeks of term. Students depart on Apri 11.
Oh yes, one morning, we discovered Jack had found the wipes and decorated his crib. We were charmed and annoyed.

Duchamp's toilet art also left people charmed and annoyed.