Talk about a triumph of the creative urge

The Japanese show is about a young man suffering from muscular dystrophy. At this point, his twin brother has died, he is on a breathing machine, and he has just a bit of control in his hands (not his arms). His mother sets him in his chair, connects up the breath tube, sets the table across his lap and sets his arms on towels, and . . . he draws. A pencil on the end of a long wand moves a bit, and they have set up controls so that he can move the canvas around to bring various parts to where he can add to the drawing. And, bit by bit, he makes pencil sketches that are quite good. He has done about 130, I think, and has commissions for 80 more right now (if I got that right). He used to paint, but his loss of muscle control has made that impossible. So he is doing sketches instead. Some people worry about lack of talent or ability, while other people just go ahead and do it.