If you have 20 minutes, watch this Ted talk.

https://www.ted.com/talks/sir_ken_robinson_do_schools_kill_creativity?utm_campaign=tedspread&utm_medium=referral&utm_source=tedcomshare

I wwas just told about this talk by Sir Ken Robinson in a Ted Talk conference about education in 2006. I had never heard about him before and I’ve only ever seen a few Ted talks but he makes a really good argument about how children lose their creativity because of the way schools are run. I urge you to watch.

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How to depict art cuts?

Hear no, see no, speak no art?

Art is the senses.

Art is creativity.

Art is music, words, poetry.

Art IS life.

Take it away

Stultifying, crippling.

Education should educate

Should help create.

Where will our designers be?

Our musicians,

Architects?

Hairdressers?

Anything that adds something.

To bland and boring

Hard working

Reality.

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Among tiny paintings sold this weekend…

Three bees,

Two angels,

Two doves of peace,

Which makes me think, people do care about nature and climate change, people care about loving one another, and people care about peace.

The most interesting thing? They were mainly children who seemed to like them. Maybe having a symbolic image gives some comfort in these strange days.

I made sure I didn’t charge more than what it cost to make them. Had a chat this evening with my hubby. I know I really don’t do this for money, more to encourage people to take up art. If you can have the opportunity to do something creative, Take It! This world needs more creativity and thinking outside the box.

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Sometimes my creative juices freeze

then like a bird I flit and flitter

from one path to another

sit and shiver.

Like a lonely lark.

Sometimes they thaw

but not enough

so the thought is there

but cannot reach from my brain

through my heart

to my hands.. ..

In other times my mind is woken,

colours flow

shapes fly from my fingers

hot sharp ideas stagger me with their invention.

Later, all is quiet again.

The mood has stormed its way through me.

Calm descends and I am lost in fog again.