labelling

8:30am and at work.

The weeWeir was drawing at the weekend and I brought these in my bag to work. Probably just to remind myself of home a bit.

She's been labelling things in her drawing in recent days. This was a particular highlight.

Facile, perhaps. 

Fun, yes.

We hate being labelled, but we crave a place in the world. We resist pigeon-holing yet we slot the world we perceive into boxes we can handle.

Funny? Generalisation?

Maybes.