My sister’s daughter, my sweet 5 year old niece, gave me a bookmark the other day.
One that she had made herself. It was a hybrid rectangle/square (I know, your math brain is freaking out right about now. A rectangle/square isn’t possible! But, oh, it is. It really is) cut out of pink construction paper and she had drawn, with gel pens, a little pastoral scene, with a tree, grass, butterflies and two unidentifiable objects in the tree with hearts between them (The unidentifiable objects turned out to be Owls).
My niece gave it to me, saying, ‘It’s a bookmark!’
My sister had to clarify, ‘She’s giving it to you. She’s really into making bookmarks lately’.
I exclaimed how beautiful it was, and to me, it was. She was so excited about it!
My niece is truly a little artist. My sister says she draws ALL the time and I have been gifted several pictures from her (The flamingo one is my favorite!).
On the back of the bookmark my niece had written her name. But not just written her name…she used a different gel pen color for each element…for example, she has an ‘M’ in her name and each hump of the ‘M’ was a different color. Such detail! Such thought!
Getting a picture, or bookmark, from her is truly a gift. More so than just the object itself, but more the spirit in which it is given. My niece loves to draw and has no qualms about showing her excitment about her pictures and giving them to you. She has a childlike spirit in her art that I often think we lose with age. I’m sure many studies prove it. I know I have.
I’m working on a series of book covers I am now terming my ‘Light’ series. And working on these covers has been a true joy. It’s been FUN. After hearing my pastor’s sermon last Sunday on Phillippians 2:15 in which he urged us to ‘Pop out as lights’ in the world, this series of covers ‘popped’ into my head. And I took the idea and went for it almost immediately (It’s not often I can say that about an idea!!). After working on a few of them I showed my husband with a grin on my face…I was excited to share them and show them to him. Yeah, sure they may be painted white dots on handmade black bookcloth, but to me, it’s the sense of joy, of childlike pleasure that I got while creating them. It made me HAPPY!! I felt like I was recovering in me a sense of childlikeness…something akin to what my little niece experiences when she gives me a handmade bookmark.
Last week when we were on a plane to Cabo a little girl was sitting in front of us with her mom. As the plane took off the little girl said excitedly, ‘We’re flying!! We’re flying!!” It made me smile to see her enthusiasm and joy in something that I actually don’t like doing. Again, that childlike wonder, that childlike spirit, jumped out at me. Joy in the moment and joy over something grown ups take for granted.
As adults, how often do we put stresses on ourselves in our creativity and art that were never meant to be there?
For me, the answer is WAY too often.
One of the ways I feel like I can recover a sense of childlikeness in my creativity is:
1. Just going for it!
2. Not worrying about the outcome!
3. Bob Rossing it and saying, ‘There are no mistakes, only happy accidents’
4. Using my new motto of, ‘It doesn’t have to be perfect’
5. Creating simply for the pleasure of creating
What are some ways YOU can recover a sense of childlikeness in your art and creativity?
