This makes me feel intruded upon, on edge… It evokes feelings of inconsistency and a lack of clarity. It is an awkward feeling to sit it, but an important one to investigate and know when you’re feeling!

I feel somehow like a house. The one we built when we were child. Cosy and Secure.

Like a child who found a treasure and displayed it for everyone to see

child memories coming in my mind, that’s the picture of my dreams

The colorful gum that was left under the school desk, and you consider to taste it

This piece reminds me of my when I was 8 or 10. It gives me chills. I draw war machines and bunker and burning soldier. After teacher talks with my parents.

It makes me remember my childhood. The

Childhood memories

It reminds me of the Hansel and Gretel paradox: the most familiar version of the tale, namely that by the Brothers Grimm, published in 1812, is ambiguous on this point: they mention bread and cakes, but the bread may well be savoury rather than sweet. Not that this makes much difference to the titular children, who begin devouring the house all the same.

The castle, reminiscent of fairy tales and dreams, conjures images of enchanted lands and magical adventures. The pastel colors and abstract shapes give it an almost surreal quality, blending reality with imagination. The juxtaposition of the structured blocks with the fluid, organic forms of the castle highlights a contrast between stability and creativity, perhaps suggesting the foundation of dreams built upon the tangible aspects of life.

my childhood dream house is real 💖