“We do not remember days; we remember moments. (Anonymous)”
This post serves as a space for you to share your first artistic childhood memories with others in hopes hopes of revisiting meaningful moments in our lives and reflecting upon the importance art had in our development. We wish this to be a fun and uplifting experience for everybody. :o)
Este espacio sirve para compartir tus primeras memorias artísticas de niño con el fin de recordar momentos memorables y reflexionar sobre la importancia del arte en el desarrollo infantil. Esperemos que esta actividad sea divertida para todos.
lasemillitaart 
Absolutely! I hated Kindergarten. The stupid teacher made me sit in the Blue team AAAND i had to sit next to a boy HOW DARE HER! LoL But putting on that painters smock and being able to just connect with such a huge canvas. I became so focused on my painting. Long up and down strokes of red and blue with a hint of yellow. Some little boy would jump and run around singing “Brass Monkey! That funky monkey!” It was background noise, nothing could distract me from my therapy.