Having taught small children for some years, I eagerly awaited the time that Small Disgrace would enter the Crap Art phase. For a long while, it seemed as if it was never going to happen as he shunned pencils and paper well into his fourth year. But suddenly, he started to draw things that resembled things. They didn't resemble what they were supposed to be in the slightest, but that just made it even better. I'm going to start this post with three of his classic works for your perusal:
You will have to click to enlarge the photo to get the full effect here.
We have (from left to right):
'Lightsabers' (2014) Or as I like to call it, 'Colourful selection of dildos with very happy one-legged man'.
'Halloween' (2014) AKA 'Circumcised willy with a face, going "oo"'.
Now, annoyingly, as Small Disgrace is only 5, he has not yet peaked in terms of WTF drawings. In fact, most of my treasured collection of Crappy Pictures were drawn by kids when they were pupils in my class years ago. I can't share those with you. I know, I know, I wish I could, but it would be entirely unethical of me to put them online for your amusement (your own child is fair game, but former pupils - no way).
"If only there was a way to share the joy," I thought. "If only there was a loophole or a way around the privacy probl...AHA."
Then I remembered: I am a writer. It is my job to use words to paint pictures and create imagery. So, open your minds, flex your imaginations and climb on board for some crazy shit...
Work of Art #1: 'Easter Egg Design by a 7 year old'.This was from one of those
A perfectly shaped Easter egg diagram is centre of the page. A label tells me that it is made of milk chocolate, but it is difficult to tell as the artist has drawn the foil wrapping on top, which is covered in a tasteful crucifix motif and coloured in red (to represent bloodshed, one can only assume), with a wreath of thorns around the top end. Next to the egg is a brown splodge with a sad face and some bits pointing outwards. A labelled arrow points to it, identifying it as one of the sweets from the middle of the egg: "choclit Jezers on the cros filed with caramel (a bit like a Fredo)"
On the plus side - this kid totally listened in RS lessons that year. Top marks.
Work of Art #2: 'My Weekend News by a 5 year old'.
This was from a free writing and drawing exercise book that the children used to scribble stuff in that they felt was newsworthy and wanted to tell me.
A room. Possibly a bedroom, owing to the vaguely bed-shaped thing in the centre of it. There is someone in the bed; a boy. The boy is smiling. There is a window above the bed with something blue flapping at either side. The face of what I can only describe as Angry Death looks through the window, much in the style of Jack Nicholson in The Shining. A thought bubble coming from the head of Angry Death displays a large gun and a sword, potentially covered in blood, although it may just be a red sword that's dripping with...OK, it's definitely covered in blood. Scrawled across the bottom of the page in enormous handwriting with a lot of smudging and crossing out is "LOOK AT AR CUNTASS"
It transpired that the boy in question and his brother got new curtains for their bedroom that weekend. And that his lower case Rs had a tendency to look like Ns. And that he didn't like his brother very much.
Work of Art #3: 'Christmas Scene by a 9 year old'Two Christmas puddings with boggly eyes are next to each other on a table. One is on fire and looking none too happy about it. The other Christmas pudding is urinating on the burning pudding with its orange and disproportionately large penis.
Yeah. I have no explanation for this one.
Work of Art #4: 'Christmas Scene by a 6 year old'It is Christmas Eve. The sky is dark and yellow stars twinkle above. On Earth below, a small child is fast asleep in a giant ribbed condom, dreaming of a ferret in a wig. Next to him is a Christmas tree, with a massive angry fairy on top, who is pulling an expression of utter agony due to the tree being stuck up her bum. Meanwhile, Father Christmas flies through the air on his sleigh, wearing what appears to be a gimp mask, while Rudolph sprinkles shit out of his arse in all directions with the aid of a conveniently placed propeller.
This was an entry in a competition to design the official school Christmas card for the year. It did not win.
Please feel free to share your child's masterpieces - either visually or via the medium of descriptive language. It's good to share.