How Making Art Is the Mental Equivalent of a Deep Tissue Massage
My daughter took me by the hand and told me it was time to go to school. It was an activity day. Parents and their children were invited to paint together.So, I took my keys and, still holding my daughter’s hand, we went to the car together.“What are you going to paint?” I asked.“I don’t know,” she replied. “What are you going to paint?”“I don’t know, probably a rhinoceros.” With me, it always has to be something like a rhinoceros. I don’t think you can ever have too much rhinoceros-related paraphernalia in your life.“You can’t paint a rhinoceros!”I wasn’t quite sure what she meant. Had she…
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