Artwork / Everything’s Fine / Black-and-white Thinking
How is the panda feeling? What is it saying to you? Why is it holding a clapperboard?
Sometimes life becomes overwhelming, and the idea that other people are just as complex as you feels like too much. Have you ever decided that someone is all good or all bad because that’s easier than parsing the intricacies of who they are?
What would it be like to actually call “cut” so you didn’t have to finish the scene? When has denying the complexities of others worked out for you? When has it made things more difficult?