Can You Tell What It Is Yet?

Amid all of yesterday’s congratulations and kind words (for which I thank you ) I noticed a certain undercurrent of amusement regarding my cake drawing. The main purpose of this blog is to make people laugh so I am glad that you all found it so hilarious. Lest any of you believe, however, that I deliberately drew the cake badly for your entertainment let me assure that I did not.

That is the full extent of my artistic talent.

I am alone in the Tinhouse in having the drawing ability of a broken magnet. Our walls feature several paintings by Mrs Tin, all of which I think are amazing, all of which she thinks are crap (so she’s going to go mad when she finds out that I’ve posted this example):

Whilst children drawing on your walls is supposedly a bad thing, we did not think so when Tinson1, at the age of eleven, drew this mural on his bedroom wall of himself at the age of, well, eleven:

(Please excuse quality of photo – Tinson1 uses energy-saving light-bulbs, which save energy by giving out no light).

My own talents must lie elsewhere. My cake, as was pointed out, looked like a dog-bowl. An attempt at a dog-bowl would probably look like a jellyfish.

I must remember never to try to draw a jellyfish.

When our niece was about three we minded her for a week while her parents went on holiday. Thanks to parties, football matches and some meeting Mrs Tin had to go to I was left alone with her for three hours of the first afternoon, just when she was at her most bewildered and almost-tearful as to where her mum and dad were gone. In desperation I got some markers and asked her would she like to do some drawing.

“Draw Meemo,” she said.

Finding Nemo was out at the time so it wasn’t hard to guess what she meant. I drew a Nemo, coloured it in and even left a little white stripe along its back. (I also drew a Dory who, as you all know (or if not will have to take my word about, damn you SOPA) was blue. I coloured her in blue but my niece kept poking me with a purple marker. “No, Dory’s blue,” I kept telling her (my drawings may be rubbish but they are obsessively accurate rubbish). Anyway, the phone rang, I found my way out of this forest of brackets to the kitchen to answer it and when I came back she had scribbled over my blue Dory in purple).

After the longest afternoon of my life Mrs Tin and Tingirl returned home. Tin-niece showed them our page. “That’s a really good Nemo, Tin-niece,” said Mrs Tin. “I drew that,” I said. “Oh,” said Mrs Tin. “Seriously?” said Tingirl.

Anyway, I have an idea. Although WordPress’s daily topics are gone, it does still set a Weekly Photo Challenge. I’ve ignored it so far this year, but I’m now going to use an adapted form of it, the Weekly Drawing Challenge. Whatever they suggest I’m going to do a drawing that attempts to represent it.

Even if I write nothing funny all week, you’ll have that to look forward to.

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