Hey, I’m back in school, and you know what that means: Naked people. For, what is art, if not naked people? Naked women, especially, I should think. But in the olden days, it was all about naked dudes.  For hundreds of years. Naked dudes every which way. Then in the middle ages everyone forgot about art for a while. And then for another while, art could only be about Jesus specifically. And then for another while, painting Jesus would get you executed, because Iconoclasm. This was a particularly bad time to be an artist, since you basically couldn’t say or do anything, and it was harder to survive as a species because nudity was not allowed, making breeding challenging.

Then, out of nowhere, naked people made a comeback. Naked men at first, and then naked fat women. Then, a lot of naked fat women. And then, at some point, naked people became regular people, and that’s what we paint now. Fat people, skinny people, tall people, old people. We take all comers, us art students of the present and relatively recent past. However, pretty girls are certainly appreciated.

SCORE: A teacher finding more flaws than I had realized I made.


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Drawing, Writing, Flailing
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