tis never too late, my friend. :-)

Thank you for visiting and reading, I appreciate that a lot!

Okay, first the riddle: there are no stairs in the building. I should have said that. Smile. But I give you the solution which is the cheapest one for the one who is running the building: Install a mirror and people overcome their boredom while standing in the elevator because they look at themselves in the mirror. Simple, no?

The evil thing about creating a work of art that touches the hearts and souls of other people is often a consequence of pain or troubled feelings. Therefore, the artist reactivates his pain memory. You might want to be careful not to do this too often, as it can easily become a habit (I'm making a joke that has a small true core, of course). But as long as the consciousness of the tortured soul is accepted by art and can thus be integrated at some point, as a mere part of life, an artist has found a form of self-therapy. Surely you know many examples where artists couldn't do this and that's why they went down so tragically in history.

I'd say that the fact that you showed someone your porcelain ended well. In my perception of your person you have found the gift of artistic and verbal expression, success on this platform, interesting and stimulating encounters and a source of inspiration. If you were broken, tortured or untreatable, you wouldn't be here. From this I conclude that a part of you is holding on to a certain dose of pain because it makes you feel alive. But this is pure speculation from me, which is to be understood as an offer.

For the not quite catchable surrealistic statements: It is exactly what they are good for. Because they "disturb" in a way, that one likes to think or contemplate about them.

Huggs!