I remember the big day. I was in hospital for a couple of weeks. I had been yanked out of the final weeks of my honours program in the visual arts to be treated for leukemia. I had been isolated to my room and was frustrated as I had been in the middle of reasearching Miro and painting every day. I wasn't used to being confined to a bed with nothing but a TV.
As luck would have it, the occupational therapist came by with the "Art Cart". So I didn't have to suffer creatively after all! I was confronted with ceramic tiles and glazes in squeeze bottles with names such as "Froggy Green". What luck! And the luck kept coming. It was nearly Easter and I was given a colouring sheet with the Easter bunny in a basket with Easter eggs. I grumbled but as the eternal optomist decided to give it a try.
I used the sterilized hospital pencil crayons and tried to keep within the lines. Apparently many patients and nurses were entering this contest and the competition was fierce. The submissions were being placed on a wall somewhere. I couldn't see them as I wasn't allowed to leave my room so I didn't know what my chances were.
Over the next few days several nurses came in and sighed about how "good" my pictures were. Just after that the OT came in with a giant prize basket! I had won! Apparently I had easily beat all the patients on the 15th floor. My thirty thousand $$ art degree was paying off already! Who says a BFA is a Bachelor of Fuck All.