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I thought there would be some twist to this article but no it was really just as mean and pretentious as it sounds

Oh my god who fucking wrote this

Everyone I know treasures what they drew as children once they’re all grown up and is glad if their family hung onto it

The final lines just viscerally disgust me here:

“
There’s a point, perhaps around the age of 7, when memory takes over and
a self-history starts, where children themselves decide what’s
important to them and what isn’t. Of course, you shouldn’t throw
something away that your kids say they want to keep. But absent that
urge, and particularly in the early years before it develops, most
children’s art exists to be destroyed.

“

For one thing, who the F U C K thinks children only becomes conscious of themselves and forming solid memories after seven years old?! Shouldn’t you be able to remember at least ages 3-5 like you can any other period in your life??

Second, the things created before that period are still probably the most important and amazing of all. Those are the relics of what your brain was like when it was brand new. I can’t think of many things more special to a human life than the window that offers.

Eventually, if you’ve looked at it often enough, the art becomes pitiful, emptied of meaning. It remains, at best, a sign that the child has moved on to another equally ephemeral moment of her life, already coloring on something else.

So basically, your kids won’t remain little forever, therefore their art is a temporary thing, and temporary things have no value. Good to know, you goddamn robot powered by human tears. 

You convince yourself there’s some future where your child will want to return to that moment of pride and love through the act of witnessing the thing she made so long ago.

Don’t fall for it. You’re only trying to make yourself feel better.

They seem to be trying to convince themselves that children below seven don’t have thoughts or feelings, which is very worrying.

Seriously, this reads like the mommy blogger a few years back whose monomaniacal focus on “decluttering” her children’s toys were so clearly the result of undealt-with issues. How fucking sad is this:

Real art gives you tools for reflection. But there wasn’t anything left of myself to reckon with in my old art, because the papers I had cast marker or crayon upon at age 5 had never really contained that kind of artistry or inspiration.

“Remember Tiffany, if every paper you draw on isn’t a masterpiece, into the trash it goes.”

 I never felt as fucking free as when I was doing art as a small child, as confident, as creative. For someone to think of their own childhood art like this makes me legitimately sad, and indicates the kind of values instilled in them from an early age. Just because it wasn’t a heavily symbolic masterpiece didn’t meant it had no goddamn value, jesus christ.

I saw this article and the other day and thank you for putting into words all my icky feelings about it. it just felt wrong. and now I know why. if anyone needs a bunch of “who hurt you” memes sent to them…its the author of that article.

some people should really have to take a psych eval before they’re allowed to publish articles.
If you score high as a narc or a -path, you don’t get to publish anything.

You say “or” when clearly the author was a narcissist AND a psychopath