Maybe all this technology and snap-tap-of-a-finger access makes us appreciate how our brains and hearts really see:
I went into architecture because I loved the tools. I love how my brain juices flow throgh my fingers and onto paper. Just a stick: pen, pencil, charcoal, I could pour my intuition onto a softness, smoothness or toothiness, and it, in turn, would feed my brain with an oh-so-subtle sense that makes my synapses hug.
Here I sit at the computer, blogging. Facebooking, and tweeting (for about a week last year.) Which I love (too much.) To put a plastic keyboard and wires and screen and 1s and 0s between me and some unreal space...well it's a different creature all together.
When I saw this stop motion feature, I thought: I wonder, since we are pretty much completely immersed in computer-aided-everything, I wonder if now, we can really appreciate that computer-zapped things are a different creature from the hand-done things.
It's not just charming. It's something about how we humans were created.