Thursday, June 16, 2011

The End Of An Era

As you may have read in some of my previous Facebook posts, my sister-in-law, Stacey, is fundraising for the Susan G. Komen 3 Day Walk this year. She's having a garage sale this weekend and I was thinking of what else I could donate to the cause. Two things I thought of were the coffee table and TV stand that were in my parent's living room when I was a little girl. Sentimental, to be sure, but not something I can think of a use for and so they should probably go. But, before they do, I wanted to document what has been somewhat contentious issue in my family: I was not the deviant 5-year-old grafitti artist that my mother claims.

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You see, I've had artistic inclinations since I was a wee little girl. And, yes, there were moments when my genius was misunderstood. How was I supposed to know my parents wouldn't appreciate the crayon mural I created on my bedroom wall? I would also argue that lipstick is a perfectly legitimate medium for bathroom mirror art. Yes, I DID attempt to clean the furniture with rubbing alcohol at one point, which you can see in the photo, but THAT was well-intentioned. The ALLEGED incident in question was when I was kindergarten-aged and my mother had punished me, or something else I didn't appreciate, and so I took a marker and scribbled swear words on the bottom of the living room furniture.

I am innocent of the claim and I have the proof.

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Does this look like profanity to you?


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Or THIS?


Okay, so there is some original artwork ...

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You're welcome, Stacey. Price accordingly.

... and what appears to be the plot sketch of an early work of fiction ...

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I might have been a bit precocious.

... but not the egregious blasphemy of which I have been accused.

So now the tables go, and so goes, I hope, these undeserved accusations of a depraved childhood of reckless self-expression. So misunderstood. ;)


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