This past Christmas, my 3-year-old niece Abigail gave me the gift of art.
And by gave, I mean I picked it out.
And by gift, I mean I took it from an empty wine box labeled ABBY ART when her mom wasn’t looking.
A couple years ago I wrote a post about the time when my uncle tricked me into thinking a gallery was interested in selling my oil painting. I was nine at the time. And although it was a rotten trick to play on a little kid, that event made a huge impact on how I perceived myself and my artistic abilities. I have taken kiddo art pretty seriously ever since. Lucky for me, ahem, my niece is exceptionally talented.
No, really. Don’t even think I’m saying because I am her aunt or something. She is THAT TALENTED.
That’s right: ALL CAPS TALENTED.
And no, I AM NOT BIASED AT ALL.
And yes, SHE IS THREE.
WHAT OF IT, YO?
Obviously, paintings of this caliber need to be displayed in something special. So I grabbed a couple of white frames and had some fun with the mats. Three words: gold Sharpie markers. Love them.
I did this once before with my Matte Stephens portrait.
I also did this with a plain old black sharpie and a dingy white mat. One day I would like to get this piece in a real frame, but until that time, she looks pretty snazzy in this temporary on, no?
And while those other pieces might be the work of respected artists, it’s Abby’s art I want to look at the most.
Can you blame me?