The Art Invasion

Aug 25, 2008 23:21

When I was 12, my dad hired the cheapest guy he could find to do some renovations on our place. He hired a guy called Art, and my siblings, our neighbourhood "friends", and I would make fun of him since he was weird/creepy/gross and a little overweight. Plus, with a name like "Art", it was only natural.

For my tenth birthday, my "friend" gave me what I thought at the time was the crappiest gift ever, a How-To-Draw book of spaceships, aliens, and robots. Even at the time I had the feeling that it was something that was lying around the house, and no thought was put into the gift. I never did use it to learn how to draw, but instead I would color in the images, and about a year or two later, I was bored, and started tracing the pictures. I don't recall exactly how it happened--I think my sister and I saw a chubby creature in the book and started making fun of Art, and thus The Art Invasion was created.





The Art Invasion, by me and my sister (I was about 12, and she was about 10). All aliens, robots, and spaceships are (badly) traced.



What detail--look at the stink lines! Also, we tried to make the aliens' and robots' speech "alien-like" by only using straight lines to form letters. And on the cover, the burgers are blue, because they are "cosmic".





The outhouse is supposed to be bulging because Art is so fat.

The joke on this page is that my dad would take a long time in the bathroom.



The "camera" disguised as a missle launcher" was some sort of spaceship in the book. However, my sister and I thought it looked like an old-fashioned camera.

The "missle" and the robotic thing with the glass top in the background were traced, as well as the alien.













The text on pages 8 and 9 was in the center, spanning both pages. Since my scanner is too small to scan both pages as one, here is the text.



This turned out to be one of the best gifts ever. I never did use it to learn how to draw though.

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