What is "art" anyway? I remember taking Art Appreciation in college and spending time in art museums. It wasn't long before I realized that art is in the eye of the beholder.
Yesterday I had Marvin home for the afternoon. After a nap and SKYPE call to the grandkids in Atlanta, we decided to get out the sketch pad. He needed a bit of help getting things situated, but then he started drawing --- an "ugly duck," a pond with a tall tree by it, grass at the base of the tree. In the middle of that he wrote, "drugs." I asked "what's that about?" He just laughed and laughed...and I started laughing too---who knows what that meant? FInally he drew a very straight line to the edge of the paper and wrote: "the end."
I asked "what's that?" "It's the end." "The end of what?" I asked. "The paper," he laughed.
Our brains are such fascinating places. Marvin can't talk much...needs help with most things these days, but his sense of humor is somewhere there, and he can create his own "ART!"
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