2.10.2005

Drawings

This has to be one of the saddest stories I've read in awhile.

An elderly man is sick and hospitalized, and his friends decide to clean up his apartment and throw out all his artwork? I don't care how offensive they may have found it to be. Stick it in a closet somewhere! Anything! The poor man.

Was he just a dirty old man? Just collecting smut? I don't know. But it seems as if some of it may have been good. Or, in the very least, something he put work into creating. And now it's in the hands of strangers. Or in the trash. And he is going to have to come home to nothing.

Some people just don't appreciate the healing art of creation.

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