Stranded here,
from where do you come? What
made you leave? And more importantly:
how can I help you build
a new you?

On the beach, I saw a beautiful piece of driftwood. I thought, my son would certainly love to make this into something new. He loves collecting stuff and thinking of what to make it into.

Then, when I wanted to write about it, I thought of all the people stranded some place after being forced to leave their home. Like my father. He needed to build a new life, a new version of himself. Like so many people now have to. The need some help building new versions of themselves. They don't need to be blamed for everything that's wrong with the world. They're more a symptom than a cause. And nobody ever solved anything by fighting symptoms.

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Poésie de la vie

This is Bron, he is a character I created in the Dutch Children's Book museum. We had to collect phrases from Dutch books, play games to get items, and then we could build a character and create a story around it. Have you been to a museum that inspired creativity lately?