In brief 🩲
- Journal: Now, don’t take this the wrong way, but...
- Practical: A lifetime is made up of these blips strung together
- Art: A grizzly bunny and Sir Quentin Saxby Blake
From the journal 📖
My daughter Ida came into my office with her friend Enid the other day. Ida wanted me to show Enid my sketchbook, specifically the picture I drew a while ago of a goose. Ida has a coloured print of the goose in her room, and had shown it to Enid, and Enid didn’t believe that I could be the illustrator. I took out my sketchbook, flipped to the page with the goose, and showed it to Enid and Ida. Enid said nothing, just taking it in, then turned and walked off. I assume this interaction meant that my drawing skills had now been authenticated, by a six year old.
Fast-forward a few weeks and I was having a drink with Reece, Enid’s dad. Reece told me that Enid had come up to him and said, “Now, don’t be offended by my words, but... I think Ida’s dad might be a better drawer than you.”
We both had a good laugh at “Don’t be offended by my words”. People often say, “Now don’t take this the wrong way...” – but really, there are no guarantees that we’ll be able to take anything the “correct” way. Especially since we don’t know what the person is going to ask us to “take” until they’ve said it.