On the colorful drawing paper, I accompany my children to draw together. Each piece of drawing paper is a fantasy world. Children are always full of unlimited imagination. He uses up all the colors on his hands to draw all kinds of wonderful patterns and creatures. As a father, I can only silently echo him and feel his unique creativity. .
Sometimes, I would like him to use a few colors to make the painting clearer and more beautiful, but the child insists on using the colors he has in mind. He always told me that he liked his work because he thought none of my colors looked good enough. In retrospect, perhaps it is because our adults’ vision is swayed by society and the environment, while children retain their innocent and pure thoughts, unfettered, and use colored pens as they please.
As a father, I can only silently accept this difference, accompany him to weave colorful dreams on the drawing paper, and enjoy this unconstrained creativity. Perhaps this is the process of growing up. What we learn from our children is far more than what we give.
The following is—-
The beauty of innocence and purity.
“The beauty of the present moment is everything.”The only thing I know is that I know nothing.
Learning Philosophy Is Practicing Death.
Art Is Spiritual Inheritance.
Design Is Learning And Living.
泰權 設計 TaiQuan 