Kate Wicker

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The Mind’s Eye


Interpreting a work of art is a lesson in subjectivity. Take this recent masterpiece by Madeline. Each of us had our own idea what it was representing. Our intepretations are as follows:

Mommy: A butterfly

Daddy, the radiologist resident who clearly interprets other kinds of images all day and needs to get out more: A thyroid

Madeline, its creator: Two big eyes.

What do you see?

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· May 5, 2008 · Tagged With: Mom Humor · Filed Under: Madeline's Art

Comments

  1. Heidi Hess Saxton says

    May 5, 2008 at 7:00 pm

    angel wings … muddy ones (must have been following Christopher around yesterday)

  2. Stina says

    May 5, 2008 at 7:16 pm

    I would have gone with butterfly, too.

  3. Jen says

    May 6, 2008 at 5:45 pm

    Looking up at an eagle leaving it’s nest!

  4. Gregaria says

    May 7, 2008 at 5:23 am

    I would say two eagles or other brown, feathery birds with their backs to the viewer.

  5. Sarah Reinhard says

    May 9, 2008 at 2:20 pm

    two buffaloes duking it out – one on the left has a person on its back

Hi, I’m Kate

I’m a wife, mom of five kids, writer, speaker, storyteller, bibliophile, runner, eating disorder survivor, and perfectionist in recovery. I'm the author of Getting Past Perfect: Finding Joy & Grace in the Messiness of Motherhood  and Weightless: Making Peace With Your Body.

I’ve tried a lot of things in my life – anorexia, bulimia, law school, teaching aerobics, extended breastfeeding, vegetarianism, trying to be perfect and failing miserably at it – and through it all I’ve been writing. And learning to embrace the messiness of life instead of covering it up, making excuses for it, or being ashamed of my brokenness or my home’s sticky counters.

Nowadays I’m striving every single, imperfect day to strike a balance between keeping it real and keeping it joyful.

 

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―Flannery O'Connor

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