I ask them- "Paint what?" "ANYTHING!" they shout opening cabinets and grabbing brushes. "Uhm, you can help me paint that canvas all black;" wanting to have something done quickly and efficiently. They grab all different kinds of paint and exclaim "That's so boring, there's so many colors you can use."
|"It's so Messy" Ad Hoc Art with Ada, Tea and Gusto|
I'm such a fan of children's art- it allows me connect to something I easily forget- the present moment and how magic happens when you allow it to work in complete trust and thankfulness.
Like snippets of experiences that lead to a more conscious mind. Children's art leave a mark in one's story as a human being. To capture raw energy that will soon be molded into a forgotten craft of on the spot story telling. It makes me wonder how we build upon each other's stories? What can a viewer see but an invitation to contribute to it?
I joined them in their deep dive to color chaos. In the moment where shiny mistakes exist on page; you begin to see the paint come alive and when it happens your mind sparkles with delight. Often than not I forget to take the time to see the world from a child's perspective. I tried to share my perspective as a kiddult answering question like "Do yo have some glitter?" or "Can you tell Gusto that's my spot?" There were 8 working hands filling up empty spaces till all the white parts were gone.
It reached a point where we weren't quite sure where this was leading but quickly realized that what mattered at that special moment where we were all there to make something come alive; without judgment but a fluidity of thought and an awareness of each other's presence. I think about what happens when we grow up, older and busier- and I'll remember those moments when the abstract was understood.
Happy Friday Folks! Wooohoooo! It's the weekend! :)