Saturday, February 25, 2012

Smacksy Saturday Photo: Tornado of Colors


Tornado of Colors by Bob Rosenberg
("Because the teacher said I could draw whatever I want!")

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  1. CherylFebruary 25, 2012 at 5:22 AM

    Been a bit of rough week for the Bob-o-link. Who knew joy and angst could be drawn with crayons?

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  2. Lisa ShaferFebruary 25, 2012 at 6:51 AM

    Very Jackson Pollock. I actually like the idea of a tornado of colors. :)

    When I was four, I went through a period of drawing pages of carrots. I recall that my parents were rather amused, and I recall that even I didn't know why I was drawing carrots, but I wanted to draw them, so I did. (Mostly they were orange triangles with green scribbles on top.)

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  3. Lisa Page RosenbergFebruary 25, 2012 at 10:53 AM

    Tiny artists are my favorite...

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  4. K A B L O O E YFebruary 25, 2012 at 5:50 PM

    Love the title, Bob. And good for your teacher for letting you guys draw what you want. So often that doesn't happen and that can get annoying.

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  5. AnonymousFebruary 25, 2012 at 6:30 PM

    Flowers Are Red (Harry Chapin)
    The little boy went first day of school
    He got some crayons and started to draw
    He put colors all over the paper
    For colors was what he saw
    And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man
    I'm paintin' flowers he said
    She said... It's not the time for art young man
    And anyway flowers are green and red
    There's a time for everything young man
    And a way it should be done
    You've got to show concern for everyone else
    For you're not the only one

    And she said...
    Flowers are red young man
    Green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than the way they always have been seen

    But the little boy said...
    There are so many colors in the rainbow
    So many colors in the morning sun
    So many colors in the flower and I see every one

    Well the teacher said.. You're sassy
    There's ways that things should be
    And you'll paint flowers the way they are
    So repeat after me.....

    And she said...
    Flowers are red young man
    Green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than the way they always have been seen

    But the little boy said...
    There are so many colors in the rainbow
    So many colors in the morning sun
    So many colors in the flower and I see every one

    The teacher put him in a corner
    She said.. It's for your own good..
    And you won't come out 'til you get it right
    And all responding like you should
    Well finally he got lonely
    Frightened thoughts filled his head
    And he went up to the teacher
    And this is what he said.. and he said

    Flowers are red, green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than the way they always have been seen

    Time went by like it always does
    And they moved to another town
    And the little boy went to another school
    And this is what he found
    The teacher there was smilin'
    She said...Painting should be fun
    And there are so many colors in a flower
    So let's use every one

    But that little boy painted flowers
    In neat rows of green and red
    And when the teacher asked him why
    This is what he said.. and he said

    Flowers are red, green leaves are green
    There's no need to see flowers any other way
    Than the way they always have been seen.

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    1. Lisa Page RosenbergFebruary 25, 2012 at 6:46 PM

      Thank you. He's so lucky to have found the second teacher first...

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  6. Rhys A JonesFebruary 25, 2012 at 11:02 PM

    Love your blog, Lisa. You're one of my RSS feed re-tweets. Run this vaguely art related joke past the Bobster.

    What's red and smells of blue paint.
    Red paint!

    That one brought out a long suffering, "Aww, dad," from my lot.

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