I volunteer some of my time in a downtown art gallery. It is a wonderful place to be inspired and have quiet time while viewing and being absorbed in total creativity. This month the gallery is featuring an extremely talented rising artist who works with iron, as a blacksmith would, to form the most extraordinary sculptures. Today is the second time I've met the 30-something artist. Today, he came in with his parents. As they viewed his exhibit, the mother proudly told me they owned the originals of two of the displayed pieces. I commented, "His art is organic, yet futuristic." She said, " I always knew what he'd do best and this is it. He'd make things that no other person would think of; you wouldn't believe what he'd do with Legos as a child." She explained how he would exasperate some family members because if he couldn't get it to look like he wanted it to look with those simple snappable squares he'd break them and attach them in creative ways. Hmm, how do mother's just know what their child will become by observing play? I think because how someone PLAYS defines them fully. Knowing this it should be our personal committment to make our work our play!!