Ten years ago I attended an Adlerian summer school.
In one of the sessions we were asked to write about and illustrate ‘Our Earliest Childhood Memory’.
The Adlerians believe that our earliest childhood memories indicate what our path in life might be.
The above illustration represents me at three years old in front of the cobbler’s shop in Dovercourt Essex mesmerised by a small colourful carousel
When my Mother and I lived there at the end of the war, my Mother would take me into the little town of Dovercourt where I would see the magical carousel in the cobbler’s window……
One day I escaped from our garden and found my way to the cobbler’s shop. Eventually the police and my frantic mother found me gazing at the little carousel. I was clearly fascinated with the colour.
I suppose its true to say that I have been escaping all of my life, and my love of colour has lead me in my work. So maybe my earliest childhood memory was prophetic?
When a baby is born into a peaceful world with loving parents – their world is a kaleidoscope of colour and shapes, and their young minds filled with wonder. However, we all know this is not the case for so many, particularly in our world today.
Babies born into war torn turmoil and horror assimilate it all. Babies born into homes where there is nothing but a tv droning on or parents glued to iPhones and other devices…take it all in. Babies born into angry homes…with loud voices take it all in so that eventually it becomes their norm!
Thank goodness this beautiful little girl has just been born into a gentle loving home…..
Our positive and negative memories teach us so much.
We all need to make room in our overcrowded 21st century minds to remember what we have learned from our parents, grandparents, teachers and the many others whose lives have brushed against our own. This is invaluable information.
Quite a few years ago I organised a ‘memory wall’ in my bedroom. The more I look at this wall and study the different people within it, I learn so much. It seems that as the years pass by the photographs tell me more and more.
When we flip through pictures in our phones….it’s all too fragmented. Like the baby, we need time to assimilate what it is we are seeing. We need time to learn from the pictures.
Part of my ‘memory wall’
Climate change is not some far off event – it’s NOW.
When children come to the end of their formative years, at around seven, the narrow definition that the culture they were born into will have taken hold in their fertile minds.
This means that we must all encourage creative thinking NOW so that those who inherit the mess we and previous generations have made can work towards better and different ways of being.
Memory will remind us of the importance of community ….rather than the fragmented electronic madness that has been imposed upon so many.
Memory will show us humanity at war and humanity in peace….Memory will show us communities that served one another……. Memory will teach us so much
I am taking time out until mid September….time to think and reflect plus paint a portrait or two.