Measurability and The story of the man who smiled The story I want to tell you about a craft class I taught in a local Care Home where we would engage one morning a week with sessions on sewing, drawing, pastels, still life, working from memory photos from the 1930’s and 40’s, and even paper making. It was a shifting population and residents moved in for assessment and out back home or into residential care. All the projects had to be completed in one lesson. Some students I had every week. One old gentleman in particular, very nicely turned out but who never spoke and often looked depressed and sad. And he would need huge amounts of encouragement to attempt the crafts each week. Always crumpled his work up and threw it in the bin at the end of each session. One week I had decided to do a Georges Braques (1882-1963) themed still life and being a fiddle player, I have a violin which I brought in and set up with some sheet music and a music stand in a still life...