Calligraphy for the Space of Sports Communitie Šešios trim / Sporto bendruomenės Šešios trim erdvei skirta kaligrafija
Together with / Kartu su Karoliu Grubiu
Kaunas / 2004
The first child, as we observe it from our lofty parental peak, always has a fierce time of it. The parents are fighting through to a new understanding; they are pioneering (as one day you will see) into a new area of life; they have this extraordinary first child, and they want to do everything right (thus very frequently doing much that is wrong), and so a mutual torment occurs. Parents watch a first child more jealously, with greater anguish and concern than they do their succeeding children. The first child, on the other hand, reacts to this lack of experiences on the part of parents with certain protective devices necessary, I daresay, to the situation. Indeed, I sometimes think that a first child is regarded with so very much affection (and with such timidity) by its parents that the love itself must often seem to the child a reversal of love.
Background blur is for people who are hiding something.
It turns out my really big problem was thinking I might one day get rid of all my problems, when the truth is that there’s no escaping the mucky, malodorous compost-heap of this reality.