மனிதன் வாழ்வதாலேயே ‘தூசு படிந்து’ போய்விடுகிற அவனுடைய ‘உண்மை வாழ்க்கையை’ கண்டறிந்து கொள்வதற்கு கலைகள் உதவிசெய்ய முடியும். ஆனால், கலைகள் உண்மையான மன விழிப்பைக் கொடுக்க வேண்டுமானால் அவைகள் சுதந்திரமான, தெளிவான, பயமற்ற உள்ளத்திலிருந்து படைக்கப்பட வேண்டும்
The other day I saw my grand-daughter sitting on the steps leading to the backyard while the sun was warm and pleasant….
She was deeply
engrossed with some activity which I couldn’t assess from this far…and I slowly went nearby approaching rather stealthily not to divert
her attention from what she is engaged.
She was seriously
scribbling on a white drawing
sheet with a dark black pencil… I found her continuously scribbling right
and left without any intention for any
shape or mental picture that has identity with any known
Probably if an adult artiste was scribbling this mad on a white sheet I would've quipped “Are you
trying to copy Jackson Pollack?”
child of four years…what is impelling her to black - scribble with such crazy
her quietly …“Dear…..Why are you scribbling like this _ black lines on this white paper?”
“No… Thaathaa ….I am not
scribbling… I’ m just drawing….”Lifting her hair a little, turning the
head at an angle she said to me
“What….Drawing? what are you trying
to draw? Are these erratic lines
understand Thaththaa…. I am drawing “HAIR”
Are You drawing Hair?”
you see…..this is how my hair will
look if I draw it….”
true…Yes….This is indeed Hair…”
I had to simply accept the fact
of her statement. And stop with that.
not probe her further and ask “Why are you drawing the hair?”
Because for the same
question an adult Modern artiste would retort saying “That is
my artistic freedom… You shut up and F…ck off“
child also could have such a feeling but maynot know how to show such reaction.
But I was certainly happy and quietly
laughed at her reply which sounded
honest and not clever… I moved away...
occurred that if the child had
said the same answer in Tamil how
crude and mannerless that would have
sounded to a listener! 'Hah… ‘HAIR ……………’