Let's warm up with a few self-portraits.
|This is actually pretty cool. But someone definitely needs to steer a wide path around the tanning bed from now on.|
|"HUFFLEPUFF!" The hat shrieked in agony, "NEXT. DEAR GOD, NEEEXXTTT"|
Now let's move on to the sweetness that is portraits of parents. I guess out of a sense of fairness they also included pictures of fathers, too. The only way to differentiate the gender of the portrait though is sometimes the color of the paper. Wait a minute, that could be the gender of the artist. Uh oh.
I've heard it said that watercolor is the medium of the masters, but pencil and crayon is the medium of the virtuoso...
|This one should definitely be called "Kissilips". But it's also a grim reminder of what can happen when your lips become sentient and decide to launch a campaign to overtake your face, starting with your nose.|
|Hang on a second, I need to do a little math on my hands here. Two eyes... ok. Two ears... ok. One mouth... ok. Now, stay with me on this... one... two... noses? Crap, did I make a mistake somewhere?|
|Take your parents to work day must be a blast when your papa is Mr.Potato Head.|
|Oink oink! Show mommy how the piggies eat!|
|Man... Mommy's hair really took a nosedive after the pregnancy. Guess that's what happens when your kids literally make you pull your hair out.|
|This unlucky parent seems to be unhappy about being viciously shocked. Or perhaps he is in the midst of being summoned from a pokeball, as is the norm here when any child is hungry. "I want a sandwich! I choose YOU, DAD!"|
Happy Mother's Day, happy Father's Day, from all of us children in Japan. May you never stop imagining your parents as zombies, Potato Heads, Pokemon, kissilips, or the champions they are for keeping you alive until you could assume the responsibility yourself!