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[Activity 1] Childhood Objects


#21

Giorgia Lupi does interesting depictions of statistics with graphics.
I learned of her work on a skillshare class on visual storytelling and follow her on instagram.


#22

I really struggle with this question. Seeing others posts does bring a surge of remembered gratitude to discovery and friendship with the objects of my childhood. Barbie was a contentious one. Mine were always mysteriously headless… a later confession from my mom in a feminist protest to the distorting proportions and imposed beauty definitions… our barbies were not ones to toe a line… they kicked thieves and solved mysteries (Nancy Drew novels were also a huge factor in my mental landscape) and in some ways I am horrified by these influences, am really upset that my emotions are so easily manipulated that I cry at commercials but can be hardened toward need and despair I pass in my city scape on a daily basis. I’d say Disney corporation seeded my concious with a number of bizzare ideas about the world. And amidst that, we had toys our parents made for us and helped us to make. Our Christmas tree ornaments were our drawings on wood that my dad cut out in the jig saw, that my mom made, inspired by the Nutcracker. Clay. I have twiddle power. I can take a lump of plastwrcine and bring it to life as an odd little character. My Mom gave me the Anti-colouring book. That was a wonderful gift. A series of visual prompts and scenarios for me to create and colour. My studio is my happy place… I love painting, drawing, collaging both abstract and figurative and a mix between.


#24

Back to 80’s, I had a big balck board in my house.
I used to play games with my sister, like tic-tac-toes, hangman, draw…
When I learnt how to read and write, I started act-playing classes. I played all by myself, pretending there were 20 or more studentes there. I used to wrote lessons, homework. But when I was tired, I liked to freely draw on that blackboard.
Now, some decades after, I installed a black board in a wall of my house. It’s where I write messagens for fun, play with my kids, write memos and create boards for special days.


#25

I had some great open-ended toys growing up. Had both trucks and dolls, tools and art
supplies.

I had giant LEGO like block made out of Styrofoam. Mine were
just white and not as fancy as the giant Legos you can get now, but I could
build thing big enough to go into.

My mom was a teacher and each year she brought home stacks
of drawing notebooks that her students had left so we had endless supply of
paper.


But the best thing I had was the beach – all day everyday
with sand, rocks, tide pools, waves, and friends. And the freedom to do everything. No TV or digital anything. All we could do was play.


#26

Ah, sweet memories… Several objects come to mind but I’ll pick my Märklin 1409 slot car kit. Had lots of fun with this back in the days and I think it helped spark my interest in technology. Still remains in my possession and is in working order, though currently stuffed away. I actually bought a bunch of extra track pieces 15 years ago.

marklin


#27

Quando criança morava em uma rua onde por muito tento era a única menina, e por isso brincava com meus vizinhos (seis meninos), por isso além das minhas bonecas tinha bolinhas de gude e pipas como brinquedo. Cito aqui a pipa como um objeto de infância que me ajudou a entender que a simples combinação de varetas de bambu, linha, cola e papel poderiam criar um objeto capaz de cruzar e colorir o céu. Sempre gostei de criar e saber como as coisas funcionam, e a pipa foi o primeiro objeto que me fez analisar materiais, proporções, velocidade do vento, etc., até porque se fizesse uma pipa sem alinhamento ela não proporcionaria um voo perfeito, e se não houvesse vento seria difícil manter a pipa planando no ar.
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#28

Your brain receives it when your eyes sees it…In my childhood days whenever i read a book i always had a thought how these words are written so neat and perfect , there started my interest for calligraphy.
I had a good collection of calligraphy pens and it really feels good when you write something which strikes your mind that too all the words put together in a beautiful way and i think this would be my childhood object


#29

Hi all,
I am Iswariya and the childhood object that fascinated me at the age of 5 was kaleidoscope. I used to wonder how different designs come from the same tube. I even tried to open it up to check whether designs were struck inside.


#30

The childhood object which kindled my curiosity was the Handheld Brick Game. It was the first time I experienced curiosity which even made to break open the device and see what was inside it.


#31

For me, it was this VTech Laptop designed for kids. Mine was designed for children between the ages of 5 and 8 years of age. But, I could upgrade it by inserting a ‘cassette’ for higher levels of learning - but since I lived in India, and the product was made and sold in Singapore back then (a doting uncle had purchased it for me as a gift) I never got around to using after I grew out of those levels. Now, I can find VTech’s products on Amazon India, and could probably ship those cassettes too. But back then, the fact that I could learn in such an interactive way was fascinating. Even before, I would always sit by myself and work with puzzle books. Although engaging, they were no match for VTech’s interactivity. Soon after, we bought a PC, and I felt right at home navigating its OS. The VTech’s still around - I passed it on to my cousins once I got done with it. https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f8/f6/d5/f8f6d5eb6715cd1d286a79c1a2cb694b.jpg


#32

An interesting article about playing with blocks

https://austinkleon.com/2018/02/06/writers-blocks/


#33

This drill brings back so many great memories, when I was young I used to sit in my father’s garage playing with his hand drill. :grinning:


#34

An object that comes to mind is a pen. Before I found much use for them as writing instruments, I was simply fascinated by throwing them, maybe pulling them apart to blow wads of paper through. At times I would draw, or marvel at my older brother’s stick figure drawings of tiny action scenarios. Later in my adolescence I relied on the pen as a way to express myself, even if to an audience of one. I still doodle and jot notes with a pen. I like the slowed pace of writing by hand. I like the freedom of just drawing lines. I don’t mind that my drawings aren’t beautiful to behold, or that my notes aren’t useful to read. They’re not for beholding or for reading. Rarely do I look back on them, and even more rarely do I share them. They’re just to help me process what it means to be here at this time. As a friend, a parent, a spouse, a colleague, a son, a brother, I put the pen to use in different places, in different voices, but always it is the same familiar pen.


#35

I think i can say that playing with Lego was the thing for me. I can remember sanding hours playing with my neighbor building all kind of structures and complex devices from the different building blocks. enjoying the endless possibilities . I think it developed my imagination and creativity .
Looking backward I assume it gave me the understanding of complexity from one hand and the power to analyze complex entities into their building parts.

Wikimedia PD


#36

I remember this game too. I could play it long time , enjoying the fact that i can remember more and more as you said nice to remember


#37

I don’t have my skates any more, but I know that have been skating for miles up and down the apartment where my family lived. I don’t know why my mom let me do this. I could run and make a lot of noise in my endless rounds from my bedroom, through the living room, down the corridor to end up with a loud bang against the bathtub in the bathroom. I guess she felt sorry for me as I was forced to keep the slow pace my baby little sister gave to our lives. At any rate I was grateful to her because not all such games were allowed. I could not bounce on my bed, for instance (and I couldn’t understand why) or I could NOT paint on the walls. I honestly don’t know how all this helped me become a better adult or a better maths teacher. All I know is it was great fun and I still have a vivid image of my light blue skates which were similar in shape to those in the picturePattini


#38

As many of the women here, I too used a lot of time in the company of Barbie and her friends. I loved to make up stories, from romances to adventure. Belleville is lego’s attempt to aim for girls - and it got me somehow. I think it was the combination of building nice-looking things according to manuals and of providing me with inspiration for those stories that I loved to make.


#39

Hello. My Favourite Childhood Object was my Barbie Doll set. I remember I used to wait for the exams to get over - so that I could reward myself with play sessions with my barbie dolls. I used to love coming up with imaginary narratives - creating stories between my 2-3 barbies & role playing fights & mundane everyday activities between them. Attaching an image of a Barbie from the Internet


#40

The world of the future

I loved this Usborne series of books from my childhood, they were a gift from my uncle who read them when they were new. I think I got them when I was 4 or 5 years old and I loved looking at the pictures. It got me interested in learning how to read to figure out what was said about the pictures.

There was one about robots about programming a simple draw bot that my mom and I tried to get working. We went on trips to the landfill to scrounge for parts a couple of times when I was 8. We never got that draw bot to work but throughout my childhood (I built one in art school as a young adult), I always had deconstructed VCRs in my room. It makes me think that my family was really important to developing my creative mindset by allowing me to have a messy room with what some parents might call junk.

Did anyone else read these books or other books that inspired them to pick up skills?


#41

A wooden flat bed cart on steel bearings

We used to go racing down hill.
I learned with my friends how to make a Project, think about the materials, tools and things that needed to be done to achieve the goal.
We were three friends and we shared and exchanged experiences among each other.

We had to think about solutions to achieve the goals proposed by the group (speed, maneuvers, turns and breaks).