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?
6 comments:
I liked your picture :)...
thanks.
i am wondering if some days, i feel like a solid line and other days....a dotted one.....
How does that feel like??...a solid line and a dotted one ??
sometimes i notice the space in between...other moments, i notice the flow.
how would they feel to you?
I don't know...guess that is why i asked :)...
am wondering about the dots. if they would seem like distinct moments, unconnected. the line unobserved.
or if the space in between...the silence perhaps..was connected to the dots. and if so, would it also be a line as well?
a dotted line.
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