Art Grows in Brooklyn

In a quiet room of the Brooklyn Museum of Art, I happened on this scene. Three people are viewing the old style paintings in gilded frames. A little girl, her teddy bear nearby, sits on the floor with her father. The girl is crouched over a pad of paper, studying what she has drawn. Dad sits next to her, cross-legged, looking at a drawing of his own. The room is painted a deep, orange-red which creates a warm glow on their shared experience. They are in their own world, bound by the joy of discovery and art.