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We all drew once. Remember the crayon smell? The thick paper torn at the edges? Then something stopped. Not slowly, like a leak. Rather, a clean, …

The Shape of Things: Moving Past the Flat Screen Digital files, they hold moments, but lack thickness. We stare at a JPEG. A photograph, yes. Bu…

Silence. It feels safe, doesn't it? A thick, warm blanket we wrap around ourselves when the world gets loud—when something unfair happens near…

Ever tried explaining a complex idea without using your hands, or picturing a concept in your mind as someone describes it? It's tough, isn'…

The digital landscape changed, didn't it? (And quickly, too.) Suddenly, pictures appear everywhere, crafted not by a human hand, nor through a…

Tomorrow's Unfolding: Shaping Our Shared Future The future. A whispered word. A horizon always moving. Not one single thing, really. More li…

A sudden flash. A hushed sound. Or perhaps just a quiet, steady gaze. To witness. It is many things. More than simple seeing. Our eyes, they take …

A circle. Not just any circle, though. This specific, often vibrant, design invites us in. It seems simple at first glance. But look closer. You s…

Counseling often relies on spoken words. But sometimes, words simply fail. A feeling can be too big, too tangled, to fit into sentences. This is w…

The clock. It clicks. Or, rather, it does not. The hours blur. Days, weeks, then months, they just vanish. You feel it, don't you? That strange …

Seeing Red, Feeling Blue: The Language of Color Colors. They surround us. Every day. From the blue of the sky to the green of grass, they just… …

Drawing. It seems simple. A line, a shade. But the actual act, making marks, it asks for hours. And more hours. A pencil moves. Paper waits. This …

Don't Give Up on Good: Finding Strength in a Hard World There are days, perhaps many of them, when it feels like the good in the world is a sm…

The choice. It comes, often, when least expected. A moment. A quiet thought. It is about doing what's right. But what does "right" m…

A whisper. Not a shout. Kindness, often it appears so small. We see it. Or maybe we just feel it. A flicker. In daily moments. Yet, its reach. Tha…

Art. It hangs on walls. It sings. It dances. But is it more than something to look at, or listen to, or simply feel? Some say it acts on us, makes…

The clock keeps ticking. Ten years, from now, August 2025, to August 2035. What will work even look like then? Many worry about machines taking jo…