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About the page...
    Yes, yes, I know, a total rip-off of Norman Rockwell's "Triple Self-portrait". But it was that or more talking heads.
    The point being that there are three visions of ourselves. First, there is the way that we see ourselves - What do we see when we look in the mirror. Then there is how we present ourselves to others. Finally, there is how others perceive us. Art is a unique tool in that regard, as an artist can paint a self-portrait of how he feels about himself. Although artists, like many of us, are not always completely honest.
    Ignatius, of course, is not actually an artist and merely posed for the picture. How can I tell he's not an artist? There is no paint on his smock. I freely admit that there is none on mine either.

The story thus far...
    Grace and Simon, two teenage tearaways, have discovered a passage to Reality in the basement of The tré (a tiny theatre in their miniscule town of Otterstow). Unfortunately, they have accidentally trapped themselves and cannot return, although they do not seem to be in any hurry to do so.
    Ignatius (the mayor of Otterstow) suspects this is the case and has enlisted the aid of the parents; Slide, Sandra, Pete and Gina. None of the adults have figured out how to open the passage, which seems to involve a mysterious box that they cannot open.

What's going on right now:
    The parents (except for Gina, who is watching the portal in the basement of The tré by herself) are taking a break from their investigation. They are joined by Linda and Geoff as they sit on the balcony of Nora (Ignatius' home) and enjoy the clear night. The conversation has turned to self-esteem and humility.

Drawing completed - 26 APR 2011
Drawing posted -11 MAY 2011

20 JUNE 2001 Wednesday - 2350
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Nora Balcony

    "But has any one seen me pouting that my feelings are hurt? So, yes, I think it can safely be said that Ignatius HaliFox can take a joke – more than his share, I should hasten to add. And although I'm perfectly willing to tolerate it, I personally don't find much amusement in belittling other people."

    "But, Ig," Slide countered, "nearly every joke ever told is at someone's expense."

    "I happen to believe that to be a good person, one must be humble," Ignatius stated, "and a humble person cannot be a wise-arse. Belittling others does not make one any better."

    "But what about when Geoff calls himself a 'porker' or Linda play-acts the tart?" asked Slide. "You start going on about 'sense of worth' and 'self-esteem' and so on. You can't play the humility card and then condemn self-deprecating humour."

    "Approval from none can we expect . . . " Ignatius began.

    "If ourselves we don't respect," Slide finished the axiom. "Yes, we've all seen that one. But isn't self-deprecating humour a form of being humble?"

    "Respecting one's self and being humble are not mutually exclusive," Ignatius defended his thesis.
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