However, the product created this week has made every bit of frustration and anger I have felt in attempting to find activities entirely worthwhile. I must continually remind myself that “disabled” does not mean “unable” and that there exists a whole world of things that these boys are able to do. This week, moving away from colors, we turned to something a bit wilder – exploring life under the sea. Using contact paper, we put clear stencils of fish and coral onto a large piece of white paper. Using watered down acrylic paints in spray bottles, the boys sprayed greens and blues and even some orange and maroons onto this large paper. While the paint spread over the paper and floor and fingers and toes, smiles and laughter spread even quicker. How quickly the anger I feel through the week is able to dissolve in that room! While at Baan Piranan, the word “disabled” hardly ever comes into my head as I am overwhelmed with keeping up with all that the boys are able to do and all of the beauty that are able to create!
As they say, within each artist is a tortured soul. Beethoven could not hear a note, Van Gogh cut off his own ear, and our own Nong Mai lived in a bamboo cage. Perhaps this tortured soul exists more in some than in others. But looking at the painted aquarium that now decorates our office, any history of torture is hidden behind a thick layer of green and blue paint and all I can see is happiness. Sending thousands of smiles from Chiang Mai – Aimee.