A rebel toddler demands rights on creativity.😉
The story started right like the photo shows above.
A little kid sketches her own world on the wall. Yes, it was me. At all the time, every day.
With materials we all... eat. No way for anyone to make me using just the ordinary stuff, like pencils, ink colors, pens or tempera colors on paper. When I didn't reach a color from the home desk, my fantasy tried something always available from the kitchen shelves.
“Do you keep in mind a picture? Whether you see the #talent on a child's hands, this is a deep trouble for every parent. To avoid damages.
😁 ❤️ 😉 🙏 👩 My own funny time, though, was right this.”
You’ll be thinking loads of engaging actions, to make me stop this activity. But it wasn't even a serious hobby for me. It was my real life path. Art, painting, creations. Being 3,5 exactly in age, I knew my passions I was addicted by.
My magic desk.
Keeping my own #desk full in materials to reveal my creativity was my target in life.
I imagined it. Endless lovely time.
A wide surface matched to my height, with heavy legs to not be movable, was enough for me.
No trends in #furniture or colors could make me accepting a small one. No word for baby - figures, kid's lovely cartoons, floral design or decorative details. These were made for lazy raised nosed girls. I meant that, daring a lot to ask for an adult desk.
Long, wide, no drawers on its sides.
Because I wanted to add an adorable piece of fabric like a curtain around it.
To hide all my precious boxes with craft treasures inside them.
my tiny pieces of cloth,
containers and jars,
old jewels and clothes,
wooden parts of used things.
My secret paradise,
was there for me to give life to materials by my hands. To create worthy items.
These happened till I reached 6 years in age.
From my 3,5 till then I used foods with color & sticky synthesis.
Yes, I did it, causing screams to adults about damages proudly made by me.
Cause they didn't allow me to reach pens and more things from their real desks.
Believe me its was my art. Not destroying actions.
Rumors, people...😁 They just wanted to stop my creativity.
That's why I insisted on about my own place in the room.
Thanx for your love. I know you 'd smile encouraging me...
And here is my full menu on colors at those times. Danger, people!😁
Hide it from your littles if you want to avoid cleaning walls and more.😁
white= flour/ yogurt ,
black= coffee/ shoe varnish,
brown= chocolate praline cream,
red= tomato thick sauce,
green= fresh plant melted leaves ,
mauve= fruits as raspberries.
Yes, I've been a real bad- Bad- bAd- BAD- BaD girl! 😁
Don't hit me, people! 😉 🙏 👩
If your children do the same, they may got born to be #artists. Not mad at all.
Try to feel these kids saving a comfy area for their #artistic_activities.
That's the idea. Simple and easy. Fair, also.
Shelves or a simple table could be their ideal pi