This is one of my favourite art pieces, which I have fondly nicknamed "The Lone Fisherman". For some reason, this picture seems to be an apt metaphor for the Cyclone Nargis that hit Myanmar, and the reluctance of the military junta to allow international aid.
My heart aches for the hundreds of thousands who perished and who are missing. And my heart aches even more for the millions who are left behind. Left behind to pick up the broken pieces. "The Lone Fisherman" artwork is made by painstakingly cracking eggshells on a piece of black lacquer wood to create the tonality and depth of the scene. The juxtaposition between purposively shattering something and having to put together the shattered pieces stands very jarring.
So while we complain that our pay is too low, while we eye that latest handphone from Nokia that we want to buy, while we can access the modern conveniences of the Internet and MSN and blogging... I hope some small part of us remembers to be grateful, and to be giving.
There is much we can be grateful for, and much that we can give, indeed.
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