The artplate displayed – as it is both a magnificent piece of art and a plate one can dine off of – is drawn by one of the 20th century’s greatest unknown artists.
Me.
Apparently, it was a thing to give children markers and tell them to draw, turning the resulting thing into a plate. Clearly, I was given three markers: a teal-blue, a legit purple, and what I can only think of as depressing grey.
This is what I drew.
When I was three.
I have to wonder what I was thinking when I made this masterpiece.
I also have to wonder why my Mother kept it for so many years – she gave it to me about five years ago.
Assumedly it is supposed to remind me of my childhood or something – but I do not recall having seen this plate – or the 1978 version – before it was given it was given to me in my 40s. Clearly it spent much of its life stuck in a drawer somewhere in the house, well hidden from any innocent eyes.
The bottom of the plate has a logo on it – “Texas Ware.”
I’m some how still attached to this plate, I cannot bring myself to dispose of it – but I can also honestly say that this is the first time it has left its drawer since arriving in Berlin.
It will return shortly.
During the Covid-19 crisis, I am going to try and make a point of writing a blog post about an object in my home.
We’ll see how long this lasts.
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