Ohhh, the “art classes” on 6th grade. Great times. Those were the old days. 5 years ago but you get what I mean. Actually, now that I think about it, I’m not sure if it was an year before, but it doesn’t matter.
We had 2 teachers who would give us stuff to do. I don’t remember their names so I’ll call them A and B.
So on 6th grade, we were assigned to get some drawings to copy in class. The teachers didn’t specify what drawings or of what kind so I made blue and pink squares on Paint (the computer thing, the old version) and printed it because I really liked doodles back then. Too bad at the end of the year I threw all of my drawings to the garbage. So yeah, pink and blue squares made on paint. Top quality art on a nice smooth white background.
Most people brought pages from child coloring books with cartoon butterflies (like duh dude, 6th grade) and our teacher B reacted badly. He spent about 20 minutes or more lecturing us on how we are not kids anymore and we need to step up our art game. 6th graders. Not kids anymore. Ok.
So instead, he gave us the drawings he wanted us to draw. I recall ending up drawing pink roses(?) which was very hard to me back then. My best friend at that time, drew Sunflowers from Vincent Van Gogh, which is this painting:
(I got a bit jealous because he was already one of my favourite artists)
I my memory doesn’t fail me, someone had to copy a Miro, which style looks like this:
I quite like it.
Then there was my top quality pink squares pixel art made on Paint print. And what did my teacher B said when he saw it? After getting annoyed at 6th graders for bringing childish cartoon coloring books? What did he say after seeing my 2 minutes on Paint masterpiece?
“Whose artist is this?”
B meant “artist” as in an actual artist. I was a child. I still am but still. I had no idea what he was talking about and I never thought about the concept of art before. So what did I answer?
“I made that on Paint”
-boom-
Teacher B: Priceless reaction. Speechless.
Teacher A: *Trying to hard to contain the laughter while looking to B*
I had no idea of what was going on so something in my brain told itself “Ok, I’ll record this moment here so when I’m older I’ll look back to see if I get the reference”. And I have no memory of what happened after their reaction. How cool are brains?
So my guess is, he thought it was from an Miro like artist (even though miro wouldn’t use pink…I think?) who knew exatly what he was doing and those squares had some meaning, and not from a 6th grader playing around on Paint.
The end.
Here’s a work in progress of a drawing I’m doing by the way:
Lua Eva Blue 
