“The music goes into your ears and into your brain. Then, as you listen to the notes and sounds, it goes into your heart and shoots out of your fingers. Like a million stars. It’s magic.”
Those are the words I passionately said to fifteen spellbound children, sitting around my record player and watching me carefully take an album out of the jacket. I put it onto the turn table and lowered the arm. I knew that this was true, and that the children would become masters at their work when listening to music. Their fingers could paint what was in their heart.
Then I began to play the music, Beethoven Symphony No. 9. This music starts low and builds to a crescendo. The louder the music, the bigger and wider children’s eyes became. We listened. We heard the sounds of violins. At the same time I showed children works of art. They liked “Gladiolas” by Claude Monet, among many others.
“Perhaps Monet listened to this music as he painted. Imagine that.”
I should have known better than to ask if anyone was ready to listen to Beethoven and paint. The stampede was predictable.
Jayden was one of the first to paint. This day was his second time working on his art piece. Unlike Alex who is painting “The Yeller Who Got Lost”- his rendition of “The Scream”- Jayden wanted to create his own work of art. The first time at his piece, he was fascinated by using the paints, and carefully worked his brush with mostly white surrounded by black. It was a square, rather small and intriguing. He was quite satisfied.
Now he was listening to music and working on his piece the second time. It was as if the math and science part of his brain had discovered the creative part of the brain. The seed that worked hard to grow roots was now germinating.
Music was working.
Jayden returned to his art yet again, a third time. An artist knows when the work is complete. When he was finished he smiled. I stepped back holding the art to show Jayden his painting from a distance. “This is how people will see this at a museum or Art Show.” He nodded, smiled a big smile, and then he was off to play.
These masterpieces will be mounted and framed. Children will give their art a title. All masterpieces have a title. I wonder what Jayden will name this gorgeous painting.
Lucca had listened carefully when I told children the titles of different masterpieces. After three visits to paint her art, she proudly told me the name. “Falling Tree.” I hadn’t even asked! She pointed out the tree, earth, and sky. Beautiful!