The clock struck 7:30 PM on June 3rd, 2024. Fresh out of the shower, I scrolled mindlessly through TikTok, a familiar habit. Suddenly, a video caught my eye: an exhibition showcasing art created by individuals with Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD). The caption sent a jolt of excitement through me – the exhibit closed on June 5th! I knew I had to see it.

The next day, my friend and I eagerly entered the exhibition space. A large poster directly ahead provided a warm welcome, outlining the exhibition’s purpose: to celebrate the unique artistic perspectives of individuals on the spectrum and bring them joy. To the left, a row of old LG televisions flickered with short videos depicting the daily lives of autistic children. The scenes were heartwarming – children playing on the floor, chasing each other with the playful energy of a marathon. Vibrant artwork adorned both sides of the room. Even in their simplicity, created with just crayons, pencils, and paper, the works conveyed a powerful sense of effort. I felt a connection to the artists, their determination to express their lives, personalities, and inner joy.

Moving forward, a projector displayed a seemingly mundane scene: a family with an autistic child peeling an eggshell. We sat silently, captivated by this ordinary act. Gradually, it dawned on me the profound impact such basic activities have on the lives of these special children. These routines provided a foundation for communication and learning, building knowledge brick by brick.

Ah, I nearly forgot! Behind us hung a series of works by a young artist named Nem. Titled “Liberation Notes,” the collection documented Nem’s daily experiences (the full description is included below).

In another section, a collection of 48 texts (excuse the slight memory lapse on the author’s name) documented the evolving relationship between a boy with ASD and someone close to him. As the boy aged, he would update this person with stories from his life.

One particular piece resonated deeply with me. It depicted a cozy space with a comforting presence, always there to offer a hug during moments of vulnerability. The inscription, “Come and hug me!”, held a profound tenderness.

As the day waned, we browsed the merchandise supporting the cause. I couldn’t resist purchasing a set of flashcards, and a keychain. To my surprise, as I prepared to leave, a staff member presented me with a certificate! I was bestowed the title of “Playful Ambassador” for supporting Tohe (the exhibition’s organizer) in bringing happiness to special needs children.

Heading home, a wave of contentment washed over me. Gratitude filled me for stumbling upon this exhibition. It would have been a missed opportunity otherwise! This experience left a lasting impression, a beautiful reminder of the vibrant world expressed through art, regardless of neurodiversity.