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Beauty In The Mundane
My 8 year old joins me on the couch with a clipboard in hand and asks if I can watch her draw. We sit, snuggled up, and I watch as she feverishly marries crayon to paper. She’s fully dialed in, her attention unbreakable, eyes locked on her creation, and I watch intently. It’s almost as if I can feel the energy moving from her brain to her hand, an expression of herself moving through her into the external, in the form of a tangible drawing. In this little pause I can not only
bwohlwend417
Nov 131 min read
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