Art. The world needs it. People need it. At least, that’s what I think.
When we start out, as little tiny ruffians…. we draw, we color, and cut and paste. Some of us even eat the paste. We dance, we act. We flop in the snow, and fashion snow angles. We spin in circles with our arms stretched out. We sing and sing. Twinkle, twinkle, little star… at the very tops of our little lungs.
We start out… so very creative…. in a hundred different ways…. both coming and going.
And then one day…. someone tells us those are childish ways. They convince us that we need to “grow up” and make our way in the world with a real job. “You can’t color for a living.”
It is a shame we lose this part of who we are. That very special part of us.
But the Arts can reconnect us, if we let it. If we try.
I am on the Board of Trustees for the Preble County Art Association. Tonight we had our big annual fundraiser, called “Bad Art, Good Folk”
It is where “not-artist community members” create a piece of artwork, which is then auctioned off at our dinner celebration. Tonight was the night.
The people were amazing. From the artists, the teachers, the volunteers, and the attendees. A big community working to bring the arts to the community. It takes a village, as they say. The night was hugely successful on so many levels.
The art was pretty amazing too.
Which goes to prove. We are all born creative. We all have the artist in us. We just need to wake it up.