There isn't as much imagery available for you to work with, but I leave you to interpret as you will! Remember to think of these things: the author's life, the artistry itself, the artist's intentions, and the interpretation from the viewer's standpoint. Also, remember to make it as funny as you want!
As you can tell, this is a slimmer, sleeker, sportier horse. I believe this can be interpreted as the artist wish to become an Olympic athlete, a runner in fact.
ReplyDeleteIf we continue on this path, I believe the next drawing will showcase a horse tooting on a horn!
Well, the obvious interpretation is that what was once a timid, supressed ten-year-old is now a running and exploring thirteen-year-old.
ReplyDeleteNice muscle definition on the horse, by the way.
I agree with Karen's interpretation. Adolescence is a time of adventure and exploration ... hence, a running horse. Or was it simply a time when the artist's emotions were running amok, like in a stampede?
ReplyDelete@C: The second is probably more like it. That was the year we moved, and I'm pretty sure I was a basketcase! I went from gregarious kid to being pretty introverted. If there was a time I was supressed, it was then!
ReplyDeleteAwww....Lyd I'm sorry you had a hard time. Moving is NOT fun! But I am still so very thankful for the blessing of your friendship and that of your family too!
ReplyDeleteAnd hey, maybe you should have talked with your mom about not letting you and your brother going to functions matching each other! =) -- Might have been the source of the introverted nature. ;)
@Leanna: Yeah, I think that started things out on the wrong foot, for sure! :)
ReplyDeleteMoving is hard, but it was definitely worth it. I would have never known you! And I eventually overcame my introverted-ness, and became outgoing once again. :)
You and your brother matched? Weird!
ReplyDeleteYes, they both showed up wearing blue sweater vests and I think even turtle necks to their first Nederland youth event! =)
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure John had grown out of the turtleneck stage. I, on the other hand, had probably just figured out how to tight-roll jeans, and figured a turtleneck would be the perfect compliment to those jeans. Throw on a trendy vest, and I was good to go!
ReplyDelete*groan...why did anyone let me leave the house when I was 13???
haha ... the dressing alike thing was NOT intentional. Your tastes and color choices were very much the same and always had been growing up. That's why people thought you were twins when you were younger!
ReplyDeletePS @L: we let you leave the house when you were 13 because you were bright, beautiful, talented, intelligent, friendly, compassionate, mannerly, curious, .....
Aw, a mother's love.
ReplyDeleteYes, I recall being confused, awkward, and hideously dressed at 13. It's a wonder we even survive those preteen years.
And not only did our parents let us leave the house in fashion distress, they took pictures! ugh!
ReplyDeleteNow I think I know why the horse is running. He's running away from bad, bad, bad trends!
Happy Anniversary, by the way!
ReplyDeleteYea, when I was 13 I was on top of the world...I had just gotten my braces off. Talk about four rough years before that though...
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