Have you ever laid on the grass, on a slide, or picnic table and stared up at the blue sky and puffy white clouds?
I can remember back to my childhood when I had just such an opportunity. I was finishing up a day of pre-k and my mom didn’t want me to roll down the hill near the school with all the other kids. But I did and when I got to the bottom, I laid and looked up at the clouds. They were beautiful. Their special textures and fluffiness made them seem touchable. I always wondered what a cloud would taste like, do you think it tastes like a marshmallow?
No matter how many commercials or shows I see with people looking at clouds, and no matter how many times I look at a particular cloud, everyone sees something different. You may see a cute bunny, and your friend may see a pirate ship! I may see a leaf one minute and a watermelon the next. Of course, clouds change shape, size and density as they move across the sky, but that’s besides the point.
The point is though, that different people will view your creations in different ways. Some may put the bowl you gave them on display, and others will put fruit in it. Some may view your scrapbooking as uninteresting, and others may dedicate whole days of their lives to it. If you’re a movement specialist, some of your students may prefer yoga and others dance.
The best thing you can do is be thankful that they appreciate your art. Don’t get all bent out of shape because they see lunch in your painting and you see heartache. Maybe invite them to share their observations with you. You can share your interpretations with them, but one of the really great things about art is that it can be viewed by many people in so many different ways. What you have used as a creative outlet for your anger, someone else will find love through it.
Whether you’re looking at a puffy cloud or a work of art, it was created with a bit of the artist inside, no matter what others see. What bits of you are you sharing with others?