Artoffice

We have an aspiring artist in our family. He creates masterpieces with markers, tape, scissors, paint, and sometimes glue. Our 4-year-old Picasso has quite a gift, even though his canvas often extends to areas beyond the edges of the paper he’s supposed to be using. The other day he came to me, teary-eyed, and demanded to know why I had dismantled his office. “Office?” I questioned. I truly had no idea what he was talking about. “Yeah, the tape I had put on the coffee table and all the paper that was sitting there. It’s gone. Why did you take it away?” His big brown eyes, filled with his tears, melted my heart in that instant. I felt bad for him. He sees me working at my office in the corner of the living room and wants the same. After all, he is extremely serious about his art. I promised that I would set him up with a real office, one where he could keep all his art supplies and string all the tape he wants (well, within reason!). “Good!” he agreed. “”Cuz I’m going to be an artist and I need an office.” Now I have two options. Find a terribly worn-out table whose battered surfaces won’t be bothered with more marker and crayon marks, or bring in a new Glacier Country Child's Log Table that is resistant to such art abuse. I’ve decided to go with the latter option, and purchase a solid wood table with a quality finish. That way, I can wipe off the marker and glue residue and, if needed, sand damage down and re-varnish. My little Picasso is about to have himself a really nice artoffice.