in my closet, i have a huge collection of invaluable art work. i don’t have room to hang it all up, so some of it has to be kept in its most pristine condition in the closet.
today, a new piece of art.
one of my most precious students (age five…and the one who did the handstand!), handed it to me before class. i’m not positive what it is a picture of, though i’m pretty sure it involves some butterflies, a lot of letter a’s, maybe a house of sorts (?), and a random chunk of the page carefully cut out of one edge of the two-sided masterpiece.
as she handed it to me, with huge smile and unrivaled sincerity, she offered “here, shana. i made this for you. i worked very hard on it.” and i don’t doubt it.
i never throw away pictures like this. they all go into “the collection”. i really wish i had room to hang all the masterpieces that my kids give to me because they are worth so much to me…perhaps not in money, but definitely in love.