

Some people sink their teeth into a subject, and then never let go. For example I know an artist who created stylized flower sculptures for decades. Committed and devoted.. His work was never done. He always had a reason to continue chiseling.
Another illustration: we’ve all heard of musicians who, throughout their lives, passionately and tirelessly perform their self-written songs. At festivals. In bars. In venues... Or think of a man like Pierre Culliford, better known as ‘Peyo’, who designed the Smurfs in 1958 and continued producing them dedicatedly until his death.



I grew up in the 1970s, in a Dutch village that never seemed to let go of autumn. There was always wind and rain. My brother and I played in the reed bed near Lake IJsselmeer. We built huts there and dug traps for other children. Sometimes, armed with wooden shields and swords, we'd march along the dike crest to another village to settle a dispute.
Other than that, there wasn't much to do.






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