Thursday, July 22, 2010

Tyke That

Not all child's art is good. Some of it is bad.

By a reasonable age, a child should be able to draw a three-dimensional house. What's with right angle triangles for rooftops? I never see roofs like that. That's wrong. And, hey there, junior, your stick man's neck is not the axis for his arms and legs. You need a torso in there. Take a second look. And if I were him, I wouldn't be smiling. I'd be looking for a brush to fix my hair and maybe a plastic surgeon to fix my eyes, nose and mouth; that is, if I could pry my melted together fingers apart well enough to operate a forklift so I could pay for the operation and in order to spare me limping around like the hunchback of Notre Dame on those uneven legs with clubbed feet and drawing derisive laughter everywhere. Lastly, you can't make up for crappy printing by using all different colours either. I'll be watching out for that one. Tear it up now. I want to see you tear it up. Go on. It's all right. It's no good! We'll start again.

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