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When I was a kid, maybe 8, I loved Lego's. Most kids take all their shitty little lego toys and use the wheels to make big space cars, but I was more into classic architecture. Only problem was, I got 100% of my supplies from smaller sets.
My best work took about 3 months of design during school and execution between dinner and. This was Handel's Messiah. This was Mozart's Requiem. Howard Hughes' 'Spruce Goose'. I don't want to be pretentious, but if I. M. Pei had known about me, he would have been a lot more famous. The only problem: my structure wasn't monochromatic.
My big bro took one look at it and laughed. "What a stupid building!" "Looks like Big Foot ate Fruity Pebbles and shat!" I was devastated. His words killed the next Buckminster Fuller.
Seeing what could have been in your work... thank you.
P.S. Just farted on his pillow. Thanks again for giving me new purpose.