I'm throwing down the gauntlet: no one has ever drawn a better skeleton than this. If you claim you have, or claim to know someone who has, you are a filthy liar.
You may already know the work of José Guadalupe Posada, who is famous for his Día de los Muertos engravings. What you might not know is that Wired has a time machine, and upon discovering little French moppet Eve's drawing of a skeleton on a French site dedicated to posting the crayon-on-construction-paper scrawlings of young children, I immediately hopped in the company De Lorean, revved the enginer up to 88 miles per hour and zoomed back to January 20th, 1913, to the Mexican city of Aguascalientes.
I found him, drunk, at a tequila bar, swatting away flies, as fleshless and hollow as one of his subjects.
"Yo, Jose! Whazzup, esse?" I ordered us a bottle and poured Jose another drink. "Hey, my man, tell me what you think of this skeleton. It was drawn by a small French child, who probably still wets the bed. Don't you think it just completely invalidates your entire oeuvre? "
"Eh! I could do better!" he sneered, downing his shot of tequila.
I smiled dangerously. I knew he'd say that: these artists are a proud lot. A minute later, he was writhing on the ground, a Clorox-saturated tequila foam gurgling out of his mouth. His eyes opened wide, pupils thirstily sucking down their last draught of light, but I only pushed the print-out of Eve's skeleton into his face and laughed and laughed and laughed. His life and work had been found incompetent, pointless. My only regret is not having traveled back to 1822 and have him aborted in utero.
Yes, Eve's skeleton is the best skeleton anyone has ever drawn, and I've already shown that I'm willing to kill to prove it by the possibly-somewhat-extreme method of traveling into the past and killing a man who was — from a chronologically fixed perspective — already dead.
Eve's complete ignorance of human anatomy is part of what makes her skeleton so incredible: it's like she imagined the human body as a sack of skin, stuffed to the brim with bones. "The young necromancer's first try turned out to be an eerily effective and terrifying machine of war" is the way that Rob Beschizza over at Gear Factor labeled it.
But the other images I posted above are special in their own way: an owl in the middle of an epileptic seizure. A purple, Louis-Armstrong style spider. A witch hanging-ten on her surfboard. It's honest enthusiasm, completely untampered by any sort of training or points of reference, that makes scrawlings of children almost always the most interesting and exhilarating pieces of art.
Seasons As Drawn By French Children [Sommaire]
Halloween-Themed Children's Drawings Only [Sommaire]
