Perspective was invented in Quattrocento Italian painting, but had failed to reach Denver in the late Seventies. The house in the first panel would make M C Escher sob with forlorn delight, had he wanted to do something this idiotic. Then again, maybe it's like that house in House of Leaves?*
Panel 2 has a poignant scene of Chris jumping up on his polio-afflicted legs, spastically spitting about a "neatoo" "housey." Silly besweatered retard.
For those aficionados of life drawing, there is a heroic ongoing attempt to draw figures in action: Mark walking against wind in panel 3; Mark holding up the border in panel 4; Mark moon-walking while doing the Twist in panel 5; lastly, Greg holding out his hand in exhaustion as if to say "Oy vey" (which would have been a much funnier punchline). Kudos to the artist!
What a sad, lonely little boy who drew this. Pace resquieat!
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* Obligatory reference to something intellectual here.
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