I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult.
When I was younger I had a perm and it was really big. My mom was a hairdresser so even my dad had a perm! I looked like a poodle but it was cool at the time.
To the artist is sometimes granted a sudden transient insight which serves in this matter for experience. A flash and where previously the brain held a dead fact the soul grasps a living truth! At moments we are all artists.