Wishing for Creative Powers


I failed art in Form 3. I had begged to be allowed to drop this paper for the SRP (now referred to as PMR). I remember another girl in the form – Harry an ex-Assuntarian who is no longer with us, wasn’t going to sit for the art paper. I so desperately wanted to follow suit.

As usual my mother totally turned the decision over to my eldest sister who decreed that I had to sit for the dreaded paper. What she never bothered to find out was exactly how good (of course, in this case it was how bad) my art skills were. No one who resembled an adult ever took my views and thots seriously ( and the answer is – yes, I’m still in therapy for being a contributing member of a dysfunctional family.)

Today, I chanced upon an interesting website, where a guy replicates the Mona Lisa using the grease from burgers. It's a good lesson on what goes into your body when you munch on one of those babies plus how you can make use of anything to be creative. Catch it at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=orjALWsyaR4. I was just so impressed by how creative people can get. I wish I had some of his skills.

His website had more gems. See http://www.philinthecircle.com/amoment.html. A picture of Mother Theresa is constructed using 24 different shots of dandelions. Bruce Lee is painted by hitting the canvas with paint covered hands (how appropriate) and get this- Lance Armstrong was formed as the ingenious artist rode a tricycle around the portrait.

As I sit here trying hard to think up of an interesting concept for a new project I’m working on, I can only admire his ingenuity.