The Wall That Talks Back

Last Saturday, my cousin Leo took me to a small art center near the river.

He had joined a weekend workshop there, and he wanted me to see what he had made.

The building looked old outside, but inside the rooms were bright and full of color.

On the main wall, I saw a huge painting of a city at night.

Leo told me that twelve people had worked on it together, and each person had painted one building.

What surprised me most was a corner where visitors could add their own small drawings with chalk.

While I was watching, a girl drew a yellow bird on a gray wall, and soon three other children added trees around it.

Leo explained that the workshop leader believed art should not stay behind glass, and that everyone can join in.

Before we left, I picked up a piece of blue chalk and drew a tiny boat under the bird.

It was not perfect, but it felt good to leave something of my own on that wall.