It’s all in the eye of the beholder
One learns, in this business, to make no assumptions. None. Adult perceptions are not toddler perceptions. Bear that in mind as you gaze upon Anna’s artwork:
Completed only 20 minutes ago, and I just had to share it with you. Because I am generous that way. I am also UNflappable. Not a tremor of the voice, not a single snigger escaped me as I spoke to her…
“Well, now. That’s an interesting picture, Anna. Can you tell me about it?”
(‘Can you tell me about it?’ The all-purpose, non-judgmental, non-directive kids-art question. And said, I might point out, in a quiet, gently enquiring tone of voice.)
“It’s my new nightie. It has a fluffy thing at the bottom, lots of pieces of shiny blue dangling stuff.”
“I think that’s called a ‘fringe’.”
“Yes. That’s right. It has a fringe at the bottom. And the shoulders are big and puffy.”
Fringe at the bottom? Big, puffy shoulders? Aha! I was looking at it upside-down!
It’s a nightie! With a fringe and puffed sleeves. Of course!
What else could it possibly be?