Why Whimsy Matters

I couldn’t be more thrilled to have The Professor of Whimsy himself, Dan Haase, guest posting for Bliss Habits. Regular readers will remember this introduction last whimsy week and perhaps even a visit to his whimsical blog where he gathers, week after week, a cornucopia of whimsical treats.

The post that follows is a must read for anyone who thinks whimsy is unimportant or trivial.

Why Whimsy Matters by dt.haase 

“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, 

It’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.”  ~ Dr. Seuss

 

When I was thirteen, my mother died unexpectedly from a rare disease.  She did not know she was sick.  We did not know she was sick.  In a moment much can change and life fills with serious business.  However, I vividly remember standing with my family in the funeral parlor during the visitation.  It was a long day and we were all tired.  Someone recalled an odd memory and we began to laugh.  This in part is why whimsy matters: it can bring laughter into a funeral.  And life is full of funerals.  Whimsy breathes life and playfulness into a world of suffering and hardship.  Too often we take life so seriously as adults that we forget how to play.  Whimsy changes that.

As a homeschooling father, I spend the majority of my days with my two children.  They have in turn taught me how to play.  I think I had forgotten.  It is from my experiences with them that my line drawings and poems emerge.  To a child, every day is an adventure.  There is no time.  There are no calendars.  There tends to be what us adults might name nonsense—and it’s good for us.

Whimsy makes fun and delights.  It reminds us that in our most serious moments we can play.  It has been said that, “beauty will save the world.”  I think it could just as easily be said that play will save the world.  Life seems to be a big playground after all—wars on the jungle gym are a microcosm of wars in a jungle; we all need to learn how to play together.

So, my invitation is to the fanciful and odd.  I hope that my pictures will make you smile and that in the seriousness of being an adult you might find yourself skipping to work—another something my children have taught me to do.  If you have your own whimsy to share please come and add it at our Web of Whimsy page or on Flickr or like us on facebook.

 

In the meantime, I thought I would introduce you to Mr. Catawampus.  I have illustrated him with a one continuous line drawing.  I hope you will buy one of his balloons…

 

Mr. Catawampus, The Magical Balloon Man

 

Mr. Catawampus, tender yet odd,

On Tuesdays at noon can be found on the quad

 

There with his helium, he’ll always be

Peddling balloons ‘til quarter past three

 

Save up your nickels, save up your dimes

Next Tuesday stop by, you must find the time

 

See, something about these balloons I am told

Cause time to stand still so you never grow old

 

Catawampus will hand you the magic balloon

Which he makes himself out of dust from the moon

 

And as we all know, moon dust is quit rare

So such a balloon should be handled with care

 

He includes the instructions and polishing cloth

Whispers, “adventure,” and sends you on off

 

Then balloon in hand you finally will see

How delightfully odd Catawampus can be

 

If you would like to see more of my whimsy:

visit my on-line art gallery

or stop by my daily blog

 

Thanks to Kathy for the invitation to guest post!

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Please stop back tomorrow to link up all your whimsical wonder in Bliss Habits’s Saturday blog hop “Speaking of Whimsy”