Excavating: As I peacefully cut tile pieces and fitted them together, I remembered Gd2 (2nd granddaughter) when she had just turned five last summer and was looking forward to kindergarten. When we had art sessions, she would methodically pick out markers and make squares and rectangles all lined up. She would struggle with those shapes to get them right and she certainly didn't want any coloring outside the lines.
In my mind's eye, I can see a small head bent over the paper, repeating, repeating, patiently repeating, impervious to what others were doing.
At that moment, "stacked squares" was her artistic voice. She was compelled to fill the page with those simple shapes. And apparently they remain in her artistic repertoire
as her recent kindergarten work shows. Stacking, stacking....