This is perhaps my last art work. Time doesn't go by without reminding me how Art has become my frustration since I became a teacher. After college this is my sanest masterpiece. Well, I made this as if a gun was pointed at me. I had to work on it because I had to teach Art for Grade 7. Then, I found pointillism ... by this time those students I was teaching are already preparing for Grade 12 and I bet they would never forget me because of my pointillism version of this toucan below. They would never forget the sound of this activity. Imagine putting dots together to form a figure. Those who passed by might think were doing a little carpentry or so.
I had to do it in order to convince my students that the activity is possible.
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