I have mental illness. Mind clarity is rare, too briefly and often too late. Old friends and acquaintances would look away when they see me. Yup, that unpopular. Of course, I get angry and hurt but deep down, I know I’d do the same too, if I saw 'me'. That’s the icy cold papercut truth. The illness cuts even deeper. I thank you for your readership. Your presence here makes me feel less alone. This blog helps me remember my true worth as a person, and how my own mind threatens it.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
All children are artists
Pablo Picasso:
All children are artists. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.
The 6-year-old built this structure out of the Rm6-pasar-malam-pirated version of Jengga.
I think he used less than 10 minutes. I heard him making a racket pouring the blocks out of the box. I turned to him to scream at him, but only to discover this.
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