There is method in the madness.
Curiosity; a child hunters gaze, the waiting and pouncing, the spying on prey. Basically no one cares, as long as its there. The child finds, fathoms, forms. . The child becomes an A U T O D I D A C T, self-taught prodigy; taking, stealing, pasting, poking through things, all freestyle child. The child takes, steals, borrows; as all children do, but also returns in kind. The child rummages, through building sites and dumps, for old forming boards and waste, putting nothing to waste, using whatever is there, using what others discard. The child reforms the deformed child.