Abnormal Polarisation

MAGII. NOTES

I have often discussed with my mentor because of "imagination" of the new generations.
I told him time and again that television in my time, and currently most video game consoles, undermined the spirit and imagination of children. On his band, he refused to believe my theory. Despite having to deal every day with lots of kids of different ages who are unable to draw anything if not copied. Today
is not too difficult to meet a group of Chavalit's just 5 years, if at all, with their video games all afternoon sitting on a bench.
After we lay hands on the head when we talk about childhood obesity, the aggressiveness of children ...

Well, I'll stop because I go on.
about a year ago, or maybe something else, "said the man very sorry:
- Remember what you told me that children have no imagination. Well it hurts to admit it, but you were right.

Later it occurred to me as a sort of public denunciation.

A cloak of darkness spread over the ground too long. Each year that passes, it becomes more and thicker. Penetrates into the depths of our being, and prevents us from seeing our own dreams and hopes.
For us adults, there is no hope. But some have a lifetime ahead. Children are the future and they deserve better. During the day, are like robots, pulled from one place to another. No time to play, no time for them. And at night, the only time available for their souls fly free, guided solely by your imagination, do not! Someone has stolen the imagination. Magii
has been confined in a small, filthy cell. The cabal keeps kidnapped more than 20 years. Time passes, Magii gets older and his power slowly fades over time. Nevertheless, the souls of children, thousands, millions of misguided souls, come together each night about its strongest link. Immobile, impassive, surrounded by an eerie silence. And it will continue until Magii be released or become chronic adult.
We, members of previous generations, we have spread the mantle. Or at best, grew up under its shadow and never know that we care about the other side. But still, it is our responsibility. They are our sons, brothers, cousins, nieces, neighbors or strangers, it does not matter. But they deserve to have a childhood! Dream! As we dream when we were like them. And that can grow as adults free! We have created a world
adult chronic and we have forgotten, that really is not our world. Is yours ... We owe
!

235X235mm
Graphite and l. watercolor on paper.
2009