Good, huh? I got art skills like you wouldn't believe. I drew this picture today in my Don Quijote film class. For me to draw anything, you know painful death by boredom was imminent. Without this little art project, blogging and the rest of my life would have been over. How much I despise that class, I guess, is besides my current point; currently I was thinking about what happens to most normal adults after about 3rd or 4th grade. Now, I don't mean that we begin to have crushes on each other, or that we begin to have a love for anything that has to do with Walker Texas Ranger or even that I should call people adults after 3rd or 4th grade -confused yet? I am. Does anyone remember where I was going with this? . . . Ah, yes - I was talking about art skills and how they seem to become frozen at exactly 3rd or 4th grade. The above photo is all the evidence needed. This is a picture of Ethan(far left), Mason(middle) and Samuel (far right), out in our beautiful world, next to a tree, enjoying the sun.
Evidence A(to back up my hypothesis): the sun. I can almost hear Mrs. Jones telling us the way to draw a sun was to do a half circle at the top left hand corner of a paper and draw the rays coming out from the circle - small line, longer line, small line, longer line, etc.
Evidence B: That tree rocks! It's a "V Tree." All ya gotta do to draw this bad boy is made a trunk and then go V crazy! You can even make your v's circle around and in the blank space it almost looks like you got cool hearts everywhere - so great! As you can tell, however, I must have been absent when they taught how to draw leaves - all my life my trees have been stuck in a perpetual winter - the sun never makes it out.
Evidence#3: Last and definitely not least, is people drawing. Now if those aren't the best three drawings of little boys you have ever seen, bring it on - let's have a contest and I can rival anyone who's artist talent is also stuck back in the 4th grade! "Circle for head, then the neck, round the shoulders, bring out the arms with fingers, then straight body, box those legs, add the feet" and . . . Voila - person perfection!
Now there you have it - my Artistic Impediment Theory! I am a twenty-something who still draws like a 3rd grader on the first day of school and I bet that there are many in my same boat. If you got any better name suggestions, let me know . . .