I was a Kindygarden Pollock

[oneirophrenia]

My mother found some extremely oldskool--in fact, preskool--artwork that I did at Idlewild Park in Ligonier, PA, on August 21, 1976 (according to her notes on the backs of the pics). I was just two months older than three, and already the voracious talent for wicked colorschemes and random, eldritch patterns for which I would be known later in life were manifesting.



Spladder #1: De Occulta Philosophia Pegritziana (with icecream drips and sneeze)



Spladder #2: Wigwam Nuclear, or: Yo-Yo Scrape Landscape

I appologize to all synaesthetes who may read my journal for the absolute multisensory assault that is Spladder #2. I guess my brain hadn't fully developed its audiovisual crossover yet...because no way in hell would I make a shrieking monsterpiece like that again unless I was seriously drunk! Spladder #1, on the other hand, is pretty damn cool--very Kandisky-esque, with a bit of randomized, strange-attractored Mondrian thrown in as well. I may use that as an album cover some day.

You know...the sick thing is, I'm not one to blow my own horn (I can't bend over that far), but, man, even at 3 years old I had more talent than that drunk dummy Jackson Pollock. Sure, I loved the movie Pollock, but I don't think that wang had the talent god gave a mentally-deficient chicken.

Comments

[dorothymonkey.livejournal.com]

Spin Art! I loved spin art.

I also totally loved my Spirograph.

[oneirophrenia.livejournal.com]

I used to have a Spirograph, too, but I broke it when I was five. *Sadness* Nonetheless, I improvised my *own* spinart fun with an old record player that no longer had a functioning needle and some old house paint I found in the basement. .45 rpm doesn't generate very good art, alas, but 73 was pretty decent! I have some old Julio Iglesias records that were my mom's before she scratched them up and gave them to me to make "art" out of. I need to dig those out and decorate the Space Age Bachelor Pad with them...which means my house would suddenly look like a disturbing combination of Alex's place in _A Clockwork Orange_ and some old pseudo-Edwardian Gothic author's.

[ex-wolff493.livejournal.com]

The first one is awesome. What the hell are those things in the center?

I -loathe- Pollock's art, but then again I am a picky elitist...

[ex-wolff493.livejournal.com]

Oh! I forgot to mention that I finished the interview questions (13 in number) and I didn't know if you wanted me to email them to you or post them on your live journal?
Let me know (and send me your email address, if you want me to email them - spyder731@hotmail.com) and thanks again :P

x Samm

[oneirophrenia.livejournal.com]

Oh, just email 'em to me so the guys and I can get on it sometime this weekend. You can send them to pegritz@hpl-laboratories.com.

[ex-wolff493.livejournal.com]

k, thanks :) I'll send them over shortly.

[oneirophrenia.livejournal.com]

Hmm...considering the fact that I did those pictures when I was three, those weird blobs in the center could be anything from giant paint blobs to icecream drips or snot.

[ex-wolff493.livejournal.com]

For some reason they really disturb me. (I think its b/c I don't know what they are.)