After the recent office re equipage, I brought in a cloth sculpture my older brother made in the late 70s. It’s a map on canvas over cardboard with a fabric frame around it from the frontispiece of a childhood book called My Father’s Dragon by Ruth Stiles Gannett from 1948. It was one of the favorites from my childhood. We still talk about the rhino brushing his horn with toothpaste. The map labels the places where the character and his dragon had their adventures on Wild Island and the Island of Tangerina.
It’s nice to have something of my brother’s in the treatment room with me.
5,500/160.5
The beauty of the Way is that there is no Way.- Loy Ching-Yuen
Monday, May 3, 2010
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