Folding laundry and the solipsistic musings of a four year old
On my walk to school with Xavier this morning, he came up with an interesting philosophy. He told me that Jesus made us all, but he made children, children and adults, adults. It was simply a figment of my imagination that I thought that I had been a child. And that all adults were created to believe that they had once been children, even though they had in fact been created as fully formed adults. I asked him if that meant that he would be a child forever and he told me that yes that was the case. So it looks as though I’m going to be walking the school walk for a long time. I just hope this eternal child tires of all the plastic toys that fill up every corner of the house, so that this eternal adult can enjoy a bit of uncluttered adult space.
175mm x 235mm ink brushpen and watercolour