...comes this collection of Rude Caricatures.
![Myron Bazarian](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_sCOc_y4vYz3ES4LVTQ5LdhKUy-HSD4M8ZbQRelMamuFzHr9MCceTLS35tvGMlG6OqatogHOqKelwZ_ydOCv2lS9CVfHU8Yjt5FUttrnuCSmrtXZydkudOPqvb0CbKTsbubhCPmvXg8FUIW2OYLQj_JsMrGK7XR7_rx_uuOWVOPdRR9G7oqnw=s0-d)
Myron B., music teacher.
Back in my Snot-Nose Days, I cultivated a minor talent for caricature - “minor” being the operative word. My drawings were not especially skilled in likeness or execution... but they provided a certain amount of amusement, as well as being a good way to survive a boring middle-school class or study hall.
![Harold Melnick](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_tN8QC_1aPxTa919IdzYalaVhr4265PlqHaTSN4GxY8-tWcPbiEAjgyBlZp_bZvAc1Pms5Hc4xMN8tWopdo3aWlKDYmReNDzGNhvTqIGGosyLXRTC5JLoq6Fne2owMJZ_edfsLJE-IaZpWzd_VyG4rQ8zi9GtKJw82QrDy8w-QKMalUjRM=s0-d)
Harold M., fearsome-looking science teacher.
My subjects, more often than not, were teachers. They were available, they were visually interesting - those wrinkles! Those odd hairstyles! - and they made especially good targets by virtue of their convenient position in front of the classroom.
![Chemistry Teacher](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_sw01AKbW5Gw5vCf9x1Ya-dK64AjztbWjLZEagAgOSOspdVj7P3tAnzWLBegEpy2qqI2igzV49Jqyja0P-R4v7Id6sjjaYQvBSQjp26uuxX-_Z_FmaHBwMIER6OmH-ZObnyccT16kZxamVxJ2brFv3ulylQhPXXWDvx0d1jdR_CRxPj4Y4FiqU=s0-d)
Chemistry teacher. For the life of me, I cannot remember his name. Check out the Don Martin feet!
Was there malice aforethought in these drawings? No, no more than the usual amount of malice a student bears for Those Who Inflict Scholarly Labors. They are attempts at childish ridicule aimed at people who, seen from a more adult perspective, were not deserving of it.
I wonder whether they would consider themselves insulted or honored were they to see these pictures today.
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Myron B., music teacher.
Back in my Snot-Nose Days, I cultivated a minor talent for caricature - “minor” being the operative word. My drawings were not especially skilled in likeness or execution... but they provided a certain amount of amusement, as well as being a good way to survive a boring middle-school class or study hall.
Harold M., fearsome-looking science teacher.
My subjects, more often than not, were teachers. They were available, they were visually interesting - those wrinkles! Those odd hairstyles! - and they made especially good targets by virtue of their convenient position in front of the classroom.
Chemistry teacher. For the life of me, I cannot remember his name. Check out the Don Martin feet!
Was there malice aforethought in these drawings? No, no more than the usual amount of malice a student bears for Those Who Inflict Scholarly Labors. They are attempts at childish ridicule aimed at people who, seen from a more adult perspective, were not deserving of it.
I wonder whether they would consider themselves insulted or honored were they to see these pictures today.
[More below the fold.]
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