I should probably get a better picture of Fanle. You can hardly tell that she is lacing up her calf high mocassin-boots. She is proud of them and would not be happy to know that the picture I took didn't show them off.If you don't mind, I would appreciate if you would click on the picture to get a little larger view. If you could make a note that the boots hug her legs and feet like a second skin, and if you ever come to see the gate in person, just give her a little complement about that fact, she would like that. I guess girls are girls even when they are faeries?
Fanle is the dancer of the bunch. Not that the others can't or don't dance, it's just that Fanle dances everywhere she goes. I have heard the others whisper that they don't think she knows how to walk or run. Even when she flies, it's a dance. I've seen butterflies swoon with motion-sickness just watching her.
I suppose you might wonder why she is so happy that she continually dances. She, of course, would laugh if you asked her. She knows that humans have most logic upside down but this one always sets her to giggling uncontrollably.
Fanle does not dance because she is happy, she is happy because she is dancing, silly human.
That reminds me about the book that I am reading: "Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain." The author puts forth several exercises to put the reader in a place to use the right side of the brain for drawing rather than the left.
The left side is the one that thinks about things in a serial fashion (one thought and then the other). The right side is the one that thinks about things in parallel (everything at once). One of the exercises is to copy a drawing upside down. The object is to demonstrate that it is the left side of the brain (the one that names things) that can't draw and that if it is somehow taken out of the equation that we inherently know how to draw (our right side that is). In doing the exercise I found that if I named the feature I was copying (i.e. face or hand) I did not do as well as if I simply replicated the lines that were there without naming them.
Fanle would agree whole-heartedly (of course she does everything whole-heartedly or not at all). She would say that it is the logical side of the brain (the one that names things, remember the fish in Little Mermaid "This is this and that is that....") that keeps us from being happy. Dance with your heart and stop listening to the noise from the serial joy killer.
Serial thought sees one thing happening and then another and another... and so on.. and then you die. Well no wonder serial thinking is such a killer: one of those things that happens has to be fatal. Will it be the next thing? no, must be the next thing? no, well my luck is running thin it must be the next thing.....
Fanle's brain (and your right brain) works differently. Basically it says "it's all good". One little incident can't spoil the painting. The painting is too rich and beautiful. The painting is a whole. The left brain screams "oh, I hope it isn't yellow next!" and the right brain says "huh? what are you talking about, the painting is what it is and if it that spot is yellow, than yellow is wonderful because the painting is wonderful"
I like Fanle most of the time. Sometimes my brain says "someday she will become disillusioned" and she laughs at me and says "no, that doesn't happen, but if it did..." she dances away without finishing her sentence.
