Introduction to Art Therapy 101
There is a certain fascination I have always held for psychological evaluation, therapy, and analysis -- like so many unopened packages under a Christmas tree -- revealing mysteries and unlocking doors with hidden keys, doors heretofore sealed tight.
Such
was my attitude as a young, second grade teacher who approached the needs of
each child in my first year classroom with only the most sincere effort,
enthusiasm, and devotion. This first year of teaching I was especially worried
about a quiet, very cautious little guy named Norman who kept to himself and
shared nothing, not a word. He had been hurt deeply by people who were supposed
to care for him, and now, as expected, he had difficulty trusting.
I watched him closely for clues that
might help me unlock his secrets, and thereby find a way to heal his
hurts. I was confident that Norman
and I were doing well as student and teacher, and that I could help him find his
way in the safe environment of our classroom.
One
winter afternoon the class was drawing free-style and coloring with brand new
crayons, a relaxed and favorite activity. Each table of six children had a big
box filled with crayons to share. As I approached Norman, I noticed that he was
hard at work on his drawing. When I looked down at his work, my heart nearly
stopped. He was drawing abstract shapes and lines with black, brown, and dark
green. Very foreboding! “What does this drawing reveal about Norman's secrets?
How might I analyze his colors, shapes, the mysteries of this small boy's
drawing?” The lines were jagged and ominous. Deep in the center of the drawing
was a small yellow circle. It was clear to me that this drawing held a key to
Norman's deepest, darkest mysteries and his eventual psychological healing.
"Norman,"
I said with care, "I notice
that you have used a combination of dark colors. Can you tell me about your
drawing?" (I had learned in college that this was the appropriate type of
wording one uses with children when trying to draw out their honest, heartfelt
impressions without adult interference. I felt good that I had remembered this
approach and anxiously anticipated his reply.)
Norman
looked up at me with a somewhat troubled expression in his eyes, and then
proceeded to talk in more than a single word reply for the first time I could remember, filling me in on his
impressions about his artwork.
"Well,
you see," he began, "all da pretty colors was bein' used. Dese gunky ones was all that was left in the box. So, I just colored wid 'em. I
really wanna make a red house with a cat on the roof."
I
could almost hear a bell ring in my brain. BONG! "Oh," I said.
"Let me bring you some more crayons, then. Be right back."
It
was my turn to learn a lesson, and second grade is never too early to begin.
The little red house Norman drew was warm and brightly lit, a huge brown cat
purring contentedly on the roof, flowers as big as trees, and a sun in the
left-hand corner with a smile directed to a teacher who tries very very hard.
Great story! I love how you approached him so carefully. His drawing looks fabulous!
Posted by: Valerie @ Frugal Family Fun Blog | Thursday, August 12, 2010 at 06:49 PM
What a beautiful story! This hits home, as I've been spending a lot of time observing my daughter in an effort to hold back my own assumptions about her interests and ideas. It's fascinating how your original interpretation of Norman's drawing (and mine as well, as I read along with you) was so far from the truth. Thanks, MaryAnn.
Posted by: Rachelle Doorley | Thursday, August 12, 2010 at 03:40 PM
Fantastic! I love how they bring us back down to earth with a bump sometimes! What a great story and a great reminder that sometimes the answers are simple and to listen carefully not assume. I've just discovered your work and I think what you do is really wonderful : )
Posted by: Emmalina | Sunday, August 01, 2010 at 06:26 PM