scattered reflections

Thursday, June 17

The Rabbit Knows



My son Matthew drew this a few years ago. . .just for himself, in his notebook. I've always thought it to be rather autobiographical. Probably wasn't meant to be. . .but if drawing is anything like writing. . .it probably is.

Perhaps the following quote, which I found at blogosobeniy explains why I (as his father) like this drawing:
People cannot stand the saddest truth I know about the very nature of reading and writing imaginative literature, which is that poetry does not teach us how to talk to other people: it teaches us how to talk to ourselves. What I'm desperately trying to do is get students to talk to themselves as though they are indeed themselves, and not someone else.
- Harold Bloom, Interview in the Guardian 6 March 1999

Matt, keep drawing to/for yourself.