the art of life

"Life imitates art far more 
than art imitates Life.
-Oscar Wilde

Just as artists are inspired by the world around them, I am also inspired by the children around me. As a Child Development Specialist, my work is literally play. I have the opportunity to be creative by allowing children to use their creativity from a very young age.

In this photo, I gave a toddler the paints and let his imagination do the work. The little one was hesitant in the beginning but then something wonderful happened. He began squishing the paint between the fingers. Then he put the paint from his fingers onto the plastic. When he realized the paint was fun and it was acceptable to messily create, he then began to smear paint from side to side between his legs. Not only was the paint between his legs, but it was soon on his legs. Once he was given the chance to create, he decided to take it to the next level and become part of the masterpiece.ย  In a matter of minutes, the toddler had transformed himself into a piece of artwork making Oscar Wilde’s statement come to life.

"Life imitates art far more 
than art imitates Life." 
-Oscar Wilde

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30 thoughts on “the art of life

  1. I love watching the discovery and exploration when a child is simply given materials without our expectations. It’s about the process, not the product…and so much learning it taking place with little interference. Great post! Awesome photos.

    • Thank you so much! Hands-on learning is great for discovery and exploration. And it never ceases to amaze me that I continue to learn also, with every experience. ๐Ÿ™‚

    • Thanks so much! I’m not sure who had more fun here…me or him. But it’s always fun discovering new ways to express yourself in a positive way. ๐Ÿ™‚

    • Thank you, Kathy! Therapeutic for me, also. ๐Ÿ™‚ Before my recent move, I worked with Head Start and Pre-K and yes,…in my classes, finger painting was essential. Love Love Love it!

  2. This is art but it tells me about childhood innocence and the beauty of colours in our lives. It’s Valentine’s Day and all the colours are there, so let’s all go with this innocence and show love to one another. Well done, Laura.

  3. Love the picture. It makes me remember when my youngest son was two. We lived in an apartment where the cabinets where down low (not sure the designer had children). I was doing something and he was too. He was in the flour. My son is dark chocolate and when I went into the kitchen there is this chubby two-year old with flour everywhere including his eyelashes. I called his name and he looked up with this “Oops, I was just playing” look on his face. You know, all I could do was laugh. The image will remain with me. He was very creative with that flour. Cookies, fried chicken, etc. were out the window but oh well, the memory will last a lifetime.

    • That’s so funny, Sandra! My grandson lives about eight hours away but we Face Time often. He is going to be 3 in June. My daughter thought he was playing quietly in his room, but to her surprise…he had decided to finger paint with orange paint. He beautiful painted a masterpiece on the living room ottoman. He smiled from ear to ear while holding up both hands covered in paint. Thankfully, it was washable. But the memories will last forever!

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