Today, as you put the finishing touches on your latest
masterpiece, the Art Dude who assesses your art when it's done will shake his
head.
"God, that looks terrible," he'll murmur. "I can barely even make out any distinct
shapes."
"IT'S LIKE MY SOUL!" you'll scream at him. He'll respond by shaking his head gently and
sighing.
"I can probably sell this as abstract impressionism,
but you've got to do something with your life other than painting dogs playing
poker with dark colors and almost no contrast.
The market is really limited, and I don't think you'll be satisfied with
it forever."
"LIKE MY SOUL!" you'll respond incoherently before
standing up and throwing your paints at the wall, leaving the Art Dude what
sells your paintings to clean up after you, as usual.
Congratulations Dark Artist!
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