DS3 was splashing water out of the bathtub and onto the floor of the bathroom during last evening's bath. When asked to stop, he replied, "Mama, I'm just making a painting on the floor to look like a Jackson Pollock."
I do not miss the "Jackson Pollock" phase! What a mess.
The librarians commented once about dd, then 4, checking out 30,000 Years of Art from the library (we literally wore the spine out). "There's naked people in there."
I replied, "Yep and it's all I can do to keep clothes on her. She couldn't care less." They know her now and just roll with it.
At 9, she still loves and appreciates art. When she was 8, we took her to a "gallery town" and she was entranced, spending two days going through good quality galleries.