Purple Daisies for Miss Z

purple daisies
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I don't know what made me think of it but I was called to mind of my first argument over creative difference. I was kindergarten, no you didn't read that wrong. I was a strong willed child to put it nicely. Anyway, we were coloring a picture of trees and grass. When I decided that I wanted to make my tree's leaves purple. I was just about to start coloring when Miss Z ( her name was too long for any 5 year old to pronounce) popped her head over my shoulder and said that trees are green. Like I said I was a strong willed child and I told her that some trees were purple. For a moment she lost her sanity and began to argue with a child. I wouldn't relent on my position that there were purple trees and she walked off with the order that I will make the tree green.

I am sure her reason was to teach us that trees are green and the sun is yellow ect. What she didn't know was that the area I lived in was filled with purple leaved trees. Several of our neighbors and my babysitter had one or two. And there was this street on the way to my aunts house ( I think) that was lined on both sides of them. She made the assumption that because she had never seen it and I was five that I didn't know what I was talking about.

However, that rational didn't occur to me then. I just wanted to use the purple crayon. I wanted my picture to be different from the other 31 pictures that are just like it. I had an artistic vision ( well as much of one that a five year old could have) and this lady was messing with it.
I made the tree purple any ways and I got a letter home say that I was not behaving very well again. My mother was not amused by my behavior but she liked my coloring.

So, I think the lesson for us artists is that when we take to creating our next masterpiece is to let go and paint it as we feel it. Even if it means breaking convention and get sent home with a note.