MALKI! REVEAL YOURSELF, LURKER!

I mean, I was pretty convinced with the Cheetohs, one, but now this and the possum?

If somebody fights a cheetah on a squash court in Wondermark someday, it's a dead giveaway.

Can y'all remind me not to comment on the blog post I wrote for work? I will do it here to alleviate the temptation.

Dear blog commenter,

Spinal Tap /= Music Documentary.

KTHXBI!

Spinal Tap /= Music Documentary.

Oh dear.

DJ, do you want me to go comment? Send me a link and I'll do it!

Did you guys see the Bad Romance performed by Newsies video??

Love that!

Didn't they create the word mockumentary for Spinal Tap? Well, if not, it's certainly the first place I saw it applied.

This is an interesting post: At the Met with the Tiny Art Director

So the guy takes the Tiny Art Director to an art museum:

Strangely though, she was excited to see the Vermeer show, so we set off eager to experience a moment of the Dutch Master's delicious tranquility, imagining our attentive and sophisticated daughters at our sides. When we entered the dimly lit gallery we understood why Rosie had been willing to come.

"Where's the stage? I thought this was a show. I wanted dancing!"

She was immediately and literally bored to tears, and it looked like, as predicted I was not going to be able to enjoy the art myself. Somehow, The Milkmaid wouldn't come alive for me with Rosie struggling like a cat in my arms.

But soon after she managed to free herself, she discovered Vermeer's Allegory of Faith – a large painting with a snake being crushed by a rock in the bottom corner – right at her eye-level. Awesome! A scary creature being killed! Rosie had found the drama she was looking for – the story in this painting unfolded for her and gave her a rare opportunity to inspect primal forces up close. She was entranced and stood millimeters from the canvas, studying the details for several minutes.

A guard came over to ask her to step back. "I'm wondering about the blood coming out of its mouth," she explained.

What makes kids so strangely fascinated with gruesome and violent scenes? Is it pure bloodlust? And if that's all they care about in art, why do we bother to pollute their angelic little minds with it? Isn't art supposed to civilize them?

Throughout the Tiny Art Director project, and in after-school art classes I teach, I've noticed that cute, sweet stuff like puppies, ponies, and princesses definitely has a place in kids' hearts and minds, but what really gets them interested is blood, violence, death, and of course, the awesome creatures that cause all that destruction – dinosaurs, dragons, and monsters.

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That day in the museum, after I finally got my moment of peace with The Milkmaid, I watched my daughter stare at the dying snake and tried to answer her questions. Eventually she became aware of the woman in the painting with her hand on her heart.

"What's that girl doing? Is she scared?"

I realized then that she was feeling brave and powerful for looking so closely at this scene, and didn't want to identify with a frightened character. Like with the kids in the after-school class art was lending Rosie its power. It reminded me of her comments about a collaboration that we had done previously featuring a T-Rex trying to eat a girl.

"I want her to be brave. She's not scared of one thing cause that's me and I'm not scared."

Ah crap, I left my voting cheat sheet at home. I hope I remember how I wanted to vote when I get there.

Didn't they create the word mockumentary for Spinal Tap? Well, if not, it's certainly the first place I saw it applied.

This

Vortex, you don't have to, but here it is. [link]