Found this little ditty on the web. An interesting excercise to illustrate the way that prior experience - what you know you know - actually retards to creative process. The clip is 9 minutes long.
Took my daughter shopping tonight. We had dinner out. Got back home late. She laid her new clothes out in neat rows so she could choose what to wear for tomorrow. She's 5. I see her just every second weekend. How can such incredible errors of judgement (marrying my daughter's mother) result in such a wonderful little human being? Go figure
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