The Corners of Kaeleigh Joy: Disney Dreaming

I adore the classic Disney films, the movies we all know as well as the silly symphonies and shorts including mickey and his friends. They are my comfort, my inspiration, my childhood, and often my motherhood. I can honestly say I wanted nothing more than to go to Disneyworld when I was young, I even used my own money to buy “The Cheapskates Guide to Disneyworld” when I was 9. I highlighted and underlined the crap out of the contents of that book. My childhood trip never came to fruition but I did make it there for my 24th birthday and what a gift that was. My cousins hosted and guided me through that trip and watched me cry all day long, tears of sweet joy. “I’ve waited my whole life to meet you”, I whispered in Mickey’s ear as we hugged for the first time.

I have been there many times since, and often accompanied by my daughter and other people that I love. Once I spent mother’s day just my baby and me in Magic Kingdom, and it was dreamy.

As an adult I have spent time exploring what about this interest of mine really sparks something in me and what exactly is that spark. Can I identify what the feeling I get is and can I find that same feeling outside of these curated Disney experiences? Nostalgia surely stirs when I turn on the movies and hear the music, but not nostalgia alone. Inspiration glows and grows the more I study and explore why I love these old arts. They are living breathing drawings and how incredible is it that someone (many people) spent hours honing their skill and observing the world and people, all to animate a few lines enough to translate into something so emotional. AND beyond that the background artists, creating masterpiece after masterpiece to contain, guide, and hold these animations. It is all beyond stunning and the amount of work they took to create it is FLABBERGASTING.

I have studied and read as many books as I can as well as listen to all the documentaries of the making of the old classics and about the original animators at the Studio way back in the 20’s, 30’s, 40’s, and 50’s. I don’t need to recite the history for you (not in this post at least ;), but I can thank early Disney history for really inspiring me to chase what I want creatively, try harder, and wanting to be apart of something bigger. There were a few years that I really considered going back to art school for animation. I secured funds, went to conferences and spoke to actual Disney animators ( I once had breakfast with the Bancroft brothers, one directed Mulan, one created and animated Mushu, and Kronk, they have done so much more than that too) and ultimately I always came back to the same conclusion, that what I wanted to be apart of doesn’t exist anymore. They aren’t animating by hand any longer and I am not suited to sit at a computer to animate hours and hours and hours a week. I still dream of this, but it will not be my reality.

I started to search for the same “feeling” that Disney gave me and realized that the arts I can and already do give me the same feeling. That the ideas in my head for drawings and paintings and photographs, and sewing projects, and even decorating my house all lead me to the same feeling and that is that I have all the magic I need in my finger tips to create beautiful things. I have every opportunity to collaborate with the anyone, if only I ask. There is, in fact, a great big beautiful tomorrow.