Behind The Awkwardness: The Struggling Artist
June 30th, 2010
“Remember those plastic easels that we had as a kid? One day while I was visiting my grandparents, my marker fell underneath mine, and it collapsed on top of me. My “concerned” parents decided to wait a bit to see if I could free myself. Mom is taking the picture, and Dad can barely be seen on the left.”
(submitted by Mitch)
Like the poet needs the pain…such is true for the artist!….best learn young!
I had that easel, it was light weight as all get out. You’re parents had good reason not to be worried. I could move it around all by myself at 5.
You truly suffered for your art
AWWW so mean.
Your like totaly stuck under one of those easels and theres no possible way out and yet they stand there are watch you struggle >:(
When I was a wee one i had one of those too… it also attacked me