Whenever I’m in the dollar store, I feel compelled to check
out the craft section, not that I’m in need of anything, but because you never
know what you might find.
As I walked down the aisle, I saw a young boy, about seven
or eight years old, sorting through the stack of artist canvases. Not something
you’d expect, not when there’s another aisle dedicated to toys.
“Are you doing some painting,” I asked.
He picked up a 16x20 inch canvas and tucked it under his
arm. “I’m doing a painting for Halloween,” he informed me. “I’ve done eight
already.”
“What kind of paint are you using?” I asked.
He stepped to the side and pointed to the paint displayed on
the wall, to the paint that came in tubes, in a multipack. His preferred choice,
though he indicated that he had used some of the others available. He showed me
what brushes were best, went on to indicate the plastic palette and told me how
it was used.
His mother came and he quickly picked up a couple more
canvases, and they moved on.
I have to say, it made my day. I enjoyed those few minutes
of art talk as much as I have an adult conversation in Curry’s Art Store. This
special little boy was so serious about his art work, and so willing to talk
with another artist about his choice of supplies.
I wish I could see his work, and commend his mother for
nurturing his interest and for supporting his drive, at such a young age, to
create.
For him, I feel it’s just the beginning.
1 comment:
OMG, I loved this story. So true and I reckon this kid will grow up to be a creative soul.
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