Yesterday was one of the happiest and most beautiful days of my life. An experience registered in my memory to cherish forever..
I had been to Arihant group of institutions to witness all kinds of art made by students and artists of Magic Touch Art School managed by a beautiful soul that guides children and adults to fill colours in their lives.
A beautiful rangoli made of painted pebbles welcomed us as we walked inside to a mesmerising painting of Lord Mahaveer. A huge cutout of numerous colourful kids stuck together cheered us further.
Right ahead was a room that displayed still art work done by teeny weeny artists aged 3 onwards. To the right was an engaging activity room for one and all. It had a huge canvas waiting to be coloured, impromptu scenary creation and painting fridge magnets that we could take home.
Floors 1 to 3 had 4 rooms each displaying artworks made with colour pencils, crayons, paint, oil paints framed with names and details of artists. Even the walls along the stairways had colourful pieces stuck together. There was no room left, no space wasted and every inch utilized to the fullest to display various forms of art. With very few of them up for sale, it was nothing less than a treat to the eyes.
Papa was my company as we both looked at the exhibits bewitched. He mentioned Prerith's work quite a few times to me as I wondered how Maa would have appreciated her grandchildren's work. How proud she'd be.
There were beautiful quotes on art in every room. Ganapati, Hanumanji, Lord Mahaveer, Lord Parshwanath, Lord Shiva, holy pilgrimage Palitanaji adorned the classroom walls. Real - life inspired sketches and paintings of old, kids, rajasthani men and women, folk dance performers, leaves, trees, flowers, animals, scenaries the list was unending... Everything we can see and imagine was framed.
Throughout the time, I had 'kholo kholo darwaze' song from Taree zameen par playing in my head on loop as my eyes widened at each artwork and my lips went aww, wow, amazing, oh my god!
It was such an amazing Sunday. I witnessed work made by known and unknown kids and how I wished magic touch had a centre nearby where I and Cherith could polish our inner artists too.
From the moment I stepped in to the moment I walked out, my inner child was enjoying, jumping with joy and indulging itself at every opportunity to fill colours in empty spaces. I'm sure others there also felt we were back to school at some point.
Art is indeed food for the soul, let's make sure we spend some time to rekindle the little artists in us. Our works need not be frameworthy, but we need to get our hands dirty with colours so that the children in us remain spotless souls.
Kudos to each and every artist whose work beautified the rooms and brought an empty institute alive.
To the first love of my life - Art.
CHEERS!
GOD BLESS!!
CHS.
