Andrea Ucini laments the loss of wonder we once possessed naturally as children in his illustration of a woman looking up at a child’s swing that’s out of reach.
For the naive child, an empty box is anything they imagine it to be: a space shuttle, a race car, a storefront, a house or giant shoe. A sheet of paper not just a blank canvas but a paper airplane, boat, or hat. A bowl: a drum, helmet, or wheel. A cup: a magnifying glass or secret agent speaker phone. A spoon: a guitar, drumstick, mirror, or any number of things.
As we become experts in life and work, it becomes more difficult to look beyond what we expect. Creativity comes secondary to what we know and believe. In adulthood, it’s hard to forget what we already know.