
I am a sucker for crayons. I love the feel, the smell, the experience of working with this surprisingly satisfying yet difficult medium. Crayons are a representation of working with something, rather than against it. If one tries to overwork with crayon, well then, they're most likely going to end up with a muddy mess. If they work to enhance the natural propensities of the medium, then they are more likely to succeed. It's something that children seem to know, but adults seem to forget. Crayons are organic in a way that seems paradoxical, seeing as how they are made from pigmented wax.
My roomies enjoy drinking tea. I like to examine the packaging and smell the interesting flavors that they keep on their shelves. Tea is one of those things that is awful if underdone. If it is not allowed to steep long enough, then it will just taste like hot water with a hint of organic flavor. If it is oversteeped, then it can usually (though not always) be corrected by adding milk or other such things. Of course, there is no substitute for a well-brewed cup of tea. One of my roomies last night tried to make a Red Chai tea. Unfortunately, though she had allowed it to steep for longer than the recommended time, she was disappointed because it was not strong enough.
This provides an interesting contrast and complement for crayons. Both tea and crayons require good handling in order to be changed from something ordinary to something really, truly, honestly enjoyable. Skill and time factor in. There is no substitute for experience, though we can never go back to seeing and behaving in such natural order as children. That is what Freudentisch represents.