Alyice on July 2nd, 2008

Patterns Are Everywhere

I remember when my children were first introduced to patterns. It was a fascinating time, one that evoked great imagination. They’d see patterns everywhere. Nothing was off limits. If anything showed any sign of repetition, it was indeed a pattern and that fascinated them. Some patterns were subtle; you’d really have to look for them. Other patterns were more obvious; often sticking out like sore thumbs—as though someone intentionally put them there. To my kids, it didn’t matter if the patterns were intentional or unintentional. All that mattered was that the patterns were magical and interesting and fun.

Sad how we forget these simple little pleasures as we grow into adulthood. I suppose that’s why art is so fascinating to me at this time in my life. It requires a child-like imagination. It requires imaginative play. It requires us to see the world with new eyes—to experience everything for the first time…to look past what is to what could be.

I look forward to finding more time in my days for such child-like innocence.

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