Art is one of the purest languages a child can use to speak about themselves. As an artist, I have been running art classes for several years now, and I see more and more clearly that the creative process becomes something more than just play – it is a tool for upbringing, development, and sometimes even a rescue from withdrawing into oneself. In the workshops, I observe how art becomes a path to opening up – like a bridge, on which children cross from silence to self-expression. Those who are quiet and withdrawn on a daily basis cautiously begin to open the door to their inner selves. Their hands reach for deep blues, purples, and greys – colours of hidden sadness and uncertainty – but the very courage to use colour is the first step on this path.
Other children run onto it with gusto, as if racing: their papers explode with reds and yellows, speaking of joy, energy, but also impatience. Sometimes, in the laborious repetition of patterns or the meticulous arrangement of collage elements, I see a need to pause – a desire to order a world that can be too chaotic. Each colour, each brushstroke, each fragment of glued paper is another step on this journey.
It's like opening further doors – sometimes timidly, sometimes forcefully – but always towards greater courage, to say: „Here I am, this is who I am.” Such images are valuable clues, because children are not always able to name...
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