Chalk one up for creativity
I’d like to honour the artwork of some creative, bold, artistic, youth obviously very much in the grip of adolescence. The gallery was the sidewalk and streetside of Tims Avenue in Abbotsford, where I delivered some pizza, and the audience, God, the sky, and the world. Admission was gratis and pour votre plaisir, monsieur! (apologies if I butchered that).
Chalked on the sidewalk were the following phrases, which I publish here in the aim of airing some healthy adolescent spirit and in the remote chance that one of the authors might stumble across this post through Google and be pleasantly surprised.
“Amanda was here!”
“Jeremiah rocks my world!”
{Flower} Day (with “flower” in illustrated form).
“Amber & Monika 4ever!”
“Steevi Star the Porn Star!”
“Pussypoppin’!”
“God Bless all of us!”
“Be happy, don’t worry about a thing!”
Some would say such phrases are evidence of teens displaying an unhealthy obsession with sexuality at too young an age. Others might disapprove of what they would call a vulgar expression of it, and they might rather these kids be writing limericks, haikus, or learning ballet. What I can say unequivocally is that I’ve never been in favor of bottling anything up, and that sexual curiosity is going to be there whether it’s clandestinally kept under wraps or not. Same argument with swearing – there’s nothing wrong with the swear word itself, it’s merely the expression of a genuine emotion. If anything, the trick is in not allowing the angry, potentially destructive emotion which is the root of the swear to dominate.
Would we rather our kids be lounging on couches with one hand on the game controller and the other in a bag of pretzels? I thought not.
