In Joseph Drapell’s eyes, the brain is our treasured Tree of Life, generating our astounding understanding of science, art, security and sense of human rights. Yet the demands of work often reduce our opportunity to enjoy the splendours of life, making us seem technocratic, even robotic – yet we all are born human. The poetic life is intruded upon by a cold rationality. Only the child, the ladder and the milk bottle are shown as unaffected. We harm our planet with waste. Our access to the realm of art is not easy, the ladder is too short. The snake belongs to our narrative. Excessive concern for material things can often lead us astray and diminish our individuality.

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