Colorful Print Patterns

Pera Kids
Ages 4-6

  • November 18, 2020 / 11:00

Have you ever thought about how many different patterns you can create by combining triangles, squares, circles? With inspiration from the artist Dana Awartani’s I Went Away and Forgot You. A While Ago I Remembered. I Remembered Id Forgotten You. I Was Dreaming, we design tile patterns. We prepare templates out of paperboards, papers, newspapers, and magazines and finish via the printing technique. Through this workshop, we learn about shapes, improve our hand-eye coordination and fine motor skills, and enhance our focus.

Related ExhibitionMiniature 2.0: Miniature in Contemporary Art

Materials
Paper
Pencil
Paperboard / newspaper / magazine
Scissors
Glue
Watercolor paints / acrylic paint 

Duration: 40 min.

Admissions free, reservation required.
The event will be held via the Zoom Meeting app.
After the event, participants will receive a certificate of participation via e-mail.

Capacity: 50 participants
For further details:ogrenme@peramuzesi.org.tr

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