Mudita

Have you ever had the opportunity to watch someone at their craft- when they were truly absorbed in their work? It’s amazing to watch. I think the only thing that brings me more joy than creating and experimenting with materials, is spotting a child in that zone. Looking over into our family craft room, I’ll often catch one of the kids mid-drawing, or contemplating a “good junk” sculpture. In that moment you couldn’t possibly diagram where the kid ends and the piece begins. The rest of the world ceases to exist, maker and craft are one. And. it. is. awesome.

Chloe, experimenting with snow on glass.

Eventually the stillness is broken- but in a good way- more like hatching than destruction. A little person will walk into the kitchen (object d’art proudly leading the way) head tilted up and smiling at a job well done- even before I’ve said a word. When I see them beaming, it makes each stepped-on-lego, every tantrum, every pile of laundry just disappear. Well, at least for a precious moment or two, while I bask in their pride as they explain tiny details, choices and discoveries.

Now not every piece is one for the refrigerator, but each piece is a step. I won’t even say a step in the right direction. Art is experimentation and observation. It’s embracing serendipity and reverse engineering the good mistakes to do them on purpose the next time. You can’t possibly create something new without trying something different! I think the best thing we’ve done as parents is not just given them access to tons of materials and processes and ideas, but granted them the freedom to just make stuff. They can choose from those experiences what to keep and combine and what to toss away. This is innovation! (and why we need MORE art integrated into the classroom-but that’s a whole other ginormous topic… I digress)

The story that inspired this one…

I stumbled across a blog post “Art and Judgement” by Melissa at Rock and Drool. She described how her second grade son, who hadn’t often shown interest in arts and crafts, was suddenly inspired to work on a self-portrait assignment in school. She wrote about the details he added to his shirt, how he challenged himself to make spirals in the background and proudly illustrated his uniquely colored eyes…

And then this is the part that broke my heart:

He could barely hold back the tears as he told her how his teacher had gotten upset with him. See, rather than waiting for a putty-colored crayon the other students were using for skin tone, apparently he had used a gray crayon to color in his face. He said the teacher had gotten angry with him for this choice.

After he told me all abselfportraitinyellowandgray e1328246341774 224x300 Muditaout this incident, he never brought it up again, it seemed to have been forgotten…

Until today…

When he brought the ostracized, rejected picture home with him.

He held it, crinkled in his hand, and thrust it at me.

“Here”, he said angrily, the upset resurfacing, “This is the ugly picture that my art teacher wouldn’t hang with the rest of my class.  I suck at art Mom. Duh”

I was not there. I do not know the exact words that were exchanged in the classroom, nor the details of the assignment.  All I know is they resulted in these words: “I suck at art Mom.”

Several hundred NO!s ran through my brain. I had to reach out to this little guy, those words were a cruel foundation to a wall I just couldn’t stand to see him build.

So I contacted Melissa with a note for her son. I let him in on the big secret- adults aren’t always right. I told him that Larry & I are artists, and that we’ve also run into some who’ve disagreed with our choice of materials in our artwork and that he wasn’t alone. “You are strong to use something different to make art!”

Melissa was kind enough to let us share not only his story, but his piece. Tonight (2/3) is First Friday, and the studio gallery will be open as usual- but along with our work, we are honored to feature a daring and controversial print by an emerging artist from the Midwest. (And mom says he is super-duper excited about having his artwork exhibited in a Gallery!!)

UPDATE: what happened next is awesome…


PS, if you’re wondering what mudita means, the definition (thanks Wikipedia-) is below. It’s one of my favorite words!

Mudita – joy. It is especially sympathetic or vicarious joy, the pleasure that comes from delighting in other people’s well-being rather than begrudging it. The traditional paradigmatic example of this mind-state is the attitude of a parent observing a growing child’s accomplishments and successes, but it is not to be confounded with proudness as the person feeling mudita must not have any interest or direct income from the accomplishments of the other.

7 thoughts on “Mudita

  1. melissa

    your reaching out to us made my son feel so important. he realized that what he created DID matter,that it IS beautiful. THANK YOU!! you have no idea the impact that YOU made on my child. xoxo

    1. Kelly Cheatle Post author

      I’m so tickled about the whole thing- you have no idea how excited I was Friday night, and it was electric too! Anyone who happened by the studio left with a smile on their face- so thank you!

  2. Tara R.

    I’ve had the pleasure of meeting Melissa in person and she is every bit as wonderful as she appears on her blog. Her story about her son broke my heart, and made me angry that any teacher, but especially one who claims to teach art, who would deliberately degrade a student for his creativity.

    Kudos to you for stepping up and showing him that his artwork is indeed a masterpiece. I have no doubt this will be a lifelong, happy memory for him.

  3. Tricia @ {every}nothing wonderful

    The video of Chloe made my heart so full but the story about that teacher crushed it. I am so saddened this happened, so frustrated and angered.

    I love what Melissa’s son did – I actually find it incredibly interesting. That someone thinks that they can project their narrow-minded expectations of the world on the artwork of a child is saddening.

    Creativity should never be squashed by the boundaries of expectations, rules, ignorance or bigoted vision. I am so glad you are showing his artwork and making sure the world understands that art is not about following the rules. Is the piece of art he created for sale, by any chance? I’ll bet someone would snatch it right up.

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