i am a painter who began my career as a child coloring outside the lines of my coloring books. i am a writer who started out by composing adventure stories while riding my stick horse around the backyard. as a child, i got in trouble for asking too many questions...i question that.
"the emperor's new clothes" by hans christian andersen
this fairy tale has been a companion to me as i have traveled through my life.
briefly, it is about an emperor who was deceived by two tailors who said they were making a set of clothing out of a "dream" fabric. in reality, they used no fabric at all. to make their scam complete, they announced that only those who were wise enough would be able to see the beautiful clothing. and so, no one, not even the emperor, admitted to being unable to see it.
wearing his new "clothing", the emperor paraded through his kingdom. no one questioned his appearance; no one wished to appear less than wise.
until a small child asked, "why is the emperor not wearing any clothes?"
so it is that i ask, if i question rather than believe i am wise, what will i see?
10 comments:
by giving them all names, silly,
each and every one
if she named each grain, would there be any need to count them?
well.....how else would she know how many many stocking caps to knit...?
and does she spin the fibers with which she knits? and of what are the fibers made?
the fibers are made of love and she spins them with her heart, because that is who she is, and that is the only way it can be done
does she spin them with her heart on the wheel of life?
.....yeah.....uh-huh.....
and the only way you would
know that.....is......
if.....you......are...
you know, ......um.....
mother time
well, there you have it.
very cool
go, Anne Artist Time Machine Mama
a new screen name. i like it.....
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