The Children's Studio
a tale of transformation
Hello, I am the Minimized Mess Children's Art Studio. Ruled by the Overseer of Neatness. I am a dark deserted isle in the land of Preschool, where the daily lesson plan confines the treasure of spontaneous creative art expression.
My Can't Touch This Shelves are from the ceiling down to the middle of the walls. There the forbidden tools live, too high for most giants to reach. The materials on the lower shelves are in the highly organized, properly marked bins of Don't Go There. I have a Step by Step Pristine Kidney Shaped Table of Perfection, a Mirror Image Bulletin Board, and an I Want To Be Alone Triangle Painting Easel. My chipped walls are unadorned and I am missing T−square and Matt the Knife.
There is a struggle going on between the I'll Do It My Way Kids and the Priestess of Objectives. Then one day, Creative Spirit of art took the case. she says "A transformation is in order." Happily the subjects say, "Goo for it. No, No, I mean go for it. Here's some cash."
The Creative Spirit took the green cash and threw it into the cauldron of Friedman Brother's Hardware. Out of the cauldron popped storage cabinets, a counter top and a painting wall big enough for all of the subjects to paint together. Suddenly, the transformed forbidden tools appeared on the lower shelves. The Altar of Mess replaced the Pristine Kidneys Shaped Table. Goo and Glue were there too−as well as T−Square and Matt the Knife.
The Creative Spirit summoned her friends. Bottomless Pit of Paper produced a variety of papers. The Elves of Pencils, Markers, Crayons and Chalk surfaced with laden baskets for the kids. The Fairy of Watercolor and Tempera saturated the new environment with her sparkling rainbows of color. The I'll Do It My Way Kids became explores going in all directions, whichever way the winds of interest took them. My charmed walls became the reflections of those inner creative journeys and the multi-media path to the treasures of spontaneous creative art expression became well traveled.
The Priestess of Objectives smiled and said, "Oh, what a relief it is."
The I'll Do it My Way Kids and the Priestess of Objectives were exhilarated once again in the land of Preschool where mess reigned supreme, the Overseer of Neatness banished forevermore.
But wait there's still more.....