I used to go with our son to an art kindergarten. Every day – the children did some art work there, which were then hung on the wall at the exit. Like in a real gallery.
Each work was framed and carefully signed.
Parents, when picking up their children, looked with great interest for the works of their little artists. Then they all went home together happily.
The little ones held their drawings in their hands, which in these frames were the truest works of art.
Watching what happened there every day before my eyes was one of the most important things I learned in my life.
