One of the most anticipated things about the annual camp I took part in when I was a child, and later on as an adolescent, were the drawing/painting lessons. I wasn’t particularly good at precision and drawing specific shapes, just as I am now often clumsy with verbalising my ideas or emotions. I did love, though, and still do, abstract painting and colours (my comfort zone). My favourite painting moment was when we would fold a huge piece of paper in two, splash some colours on one side and then press the two sides together. Some sort of abstract butterfly would emerge. I had no awareness of the Rorschach technique at that time, but our experiment must have been a version of it.
Thanks for the reminder to unplug!