Soulcolor

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… there’s a real beauty in sharing in the spontaneous play of children; and art can really bring out the best in them.

There’s a wonderful song that touches on this sort of subject by poet-singer Harry Chapin (who I’m sure most of you are far to young to remember); it’s called “Flowers Are Red” and is one of the most poignant songs I can recall.

I tried to capture some of it too (well for 10 minutes anyway) but all I could come up with was the following. Try and get to hear Chapin; it’ll bring tears to your eyes too – I bet!

The colour of the soul
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Art
Beautiful colour and form
Perfectly arranged.

Rules
Organised tasks and ideals
Perfectly executed.

In the classroom
Paint pots and paper set aside
The chatter subsides.

With sadness – I watch
A playful child’s wild abandon
Lose sight of the rules.

Bold strokes, with primaries?
Perspective all shot to proportion –
Misconceptions of rules.

But in it all
A wholeness stands out – this color
That form – their laughter.

Through it all
A chattering joyful energy –
Spontaneous creation.

Fingers and hands
Feeling the colours, smoothing the form
Being the picture.

True art sets ego aside
Reveals the beautiful landscape –
The colours of the soul.

————————–:) Degasian

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