Kia ora!

And this series of events has led to my favorite interactive art piece ever.

Handprints.

Little tiny handprints at the bottom. Big teenager and adult sized handprints at the top. Handprints upon handprints upon handprints, a modern day continuation of an ancient tradition.

Most of the people who contributed were probably doing so because they thought it would be fun, not for any deep philosophical reason. Heck, you can tell based on the height of the larger handprints that their owners were having a jumping competition. They didn’t think about the fact that they were creating art in the exact same way the earliest humans created art. They didn’t think about the fact that humans have always been and will always be humans, and the ways we interact with each other and the world have always stayed the same in the most important ways.

It is AGGRESSIVE. It is an ASSAULT on all of the tight little hard layers in your shell of cynicism.

Kind people will LAY YOU THE FUCK OUT, beat the bitterness out of you, and BODY SLAM YOU WITH WHAT THE WORLD COULD BE.

Often, the answer is yes. And I’ll probably do it again.