7.13.2009

Art

While I'm on the topic of travel, I found two masterful pieces of sketch book horror, drawn by my sister (who is, in reality, an excellent artist) when we both visited France for the first time (on the exact same many-suitcase trip!)

Although we are both from Canada and took French class for many years in school, neither of us can speak anything past the obvious 'Bonjour,' 'Je suis l'ananas,' 'J'aime les chats'. In her defense, she switched into German class in high school, and in my defense, I can barely speak English, let alone an entirely different language.

Anyway, while in one of the airports, no doubt waiting for one of our many suitcases to emerge onto the carousel, I narrated and she drew two pieces that I recently came across, after forgetting their existence entirely.

The first tells the story of a weary traveler, much like ourselves at the time, waking to realize that he has been robbed blind, and is now a unclothed shell of a man. In perfect French he asks, 'Quelle snatch my satchel?' which we translated to 'Who stole my stuff?!'

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The second is a general explanation of why Charlie Brown is always so unlucky: he is haunted by a ill mannered ghost.

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