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What Made Me Cry This Week – Writing This

It’s hard writing for this series: “What Made Me Cry This Week.” (WMM) This is the tenth post (wooohoo!!), but they still feel hard. And the reason why is because for the blog I’m just trying to type down some thoughts, that maybe they’re helpful to someone, while here —well— the goal is bigger.

I’m trying to explain to you why something was moving – or not so moving after all –; I’m trying to condense an amazing piece of artwork into simple words. 500, more or less.

I’m trying to say why it moved me and only me. But I’m also trying to leave space for the work to speak for itself. After all, the creator invested time, talent and love into them.

I’m trying to give you something to work off of to decide: Do I want this? But I’m also trying to say why it mattered to me.

I’m trying to also give you something that goes beyond the work. Even if you don’t buy it, I want you to be at least inspired. I want you to think about your own life mistakes, or about the poverty in this world, or how art informs the way we think.

So, yeah. It’s definitely a challenge for me. While with the blog I wrote about 20 of them in about 10 days (I exaggerate! I’m not being literal). Well, I’ve written 10 of the WMM in like the span of 50 days.

But I can’t say I don’t love it. I do love it, so much. The joy of reading a book, a graphic novel, or watching a movie or documentary that inspires me! And then, being able to share that with you? So as we move on. I just want to confess. Writing this blog, and more specifically this series, is bringing tears to my eyes, because I love it so much.

I hope you do too. Because without you, well, these posts lose half their meaning. So here we go. A post to me. To this series. And also, to you.

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