Karen Greenbaum-Maya's photo and poetry blog: what I see when I look, what I write when I do (and weird things I overhear)
Friday, December 9, 2011
Sort of a visual quote of the week: C-ya later, tater
Walking around the neighborhood a few days ago, I found this. We live close to a high school; one of the kids must have drawn it. Speaking clinically, it's kind of a scary drawing. There's a lot of attention paid to accessories and style, but not much connection with, oh, how legs attach to the body, nor how the head and the neck negotiate their support. Fashion and style details dominate, but the shirt doesn't exist, and forget about drawing hands--no sense that this kid feels effective about anything except maintaining the veneer. The eyes that see are hidden; the eyes that can be seen don't seem to see anything at all. Transparent skirt and black panties, and ungrounded feet complete these floating figures. The most positive thing I see is that they are holding hands and connecting with the departing tater. I do realize that no one asked me to interpret this drawing; I realize also that, had this kid been in my office for an evaluation, we might be looking at quite a different drawing. Context matters. Anyway, this upset me, so I thought I'd dilute it by posting it here.
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