This important piece of impressionist art by my 2 year old tells many stories, one of which is below.
Stick Boy was an ordinary kid, minus the fact that his arms, legs and truck were made entirely of sticks. Sadly, Stick Boy spent a good deal of his life indoors for fear that he may break, or worse, be used to make a fire. But as he sat inside playing Stick Wars on the computer, his mind dreamed of doing regular kid stuff like jumping off tops of buildings, scaling the curved handrails of a stairwell or posing for a selfie while doing a handstand on a treasured national monument.
On the other side of America lived another totally normal young boy named Ginger Bread. Like Stick Boy, he suffered from an inability to play safely outside. His body was made not of sticks, but of deliciously spiced cookie and red icing. This combination was feared to be too temping a snack for the hungry and nauseous pregnant women trolling outside the safety of his home’s four walls. Ginger Bread shared Stick Boy’s dream of freerunning though an industrial playground with the flexibility and strength of a circus monkey. But instead, he also was forced to stay inside where he watched Ninja Warrior on TV rather than live it.
In their own little corners of the world, Stick Boy and Ginger Bread watched the sun rise and the sun set through the glass of their bedroom windows, never feeling its warmth or absorbing its damaging UV effects. That was until Stick Boy had an idea. He had heard some quote once about the key to success was being flexible like a rubber band, as opposed to a stick that breaks when bent. Rather than fearing the break, Stick Boy decided to prevent it! He know his mom saved every rubber band she ever pulled from a bound newspaper and stored them in the drawer next to the keys. If Stick Boy could cover himself in enough rubber bands, he could be flexible just like the saying. So he did, with all red colored bands in fact!
Stick Boy bounded outside for the first time with is new unbreakable, less flammable skin and greeted the natural earth with 13 triple flips, 21 head stands and one epic dead hang from a 1cm lip of a roof gutter. It took very little time before the antics of this rubber banded boy reached far and wide and right into the TV screen of one kid named Ginger Bread.
From years of watching Ninja Warrior on the television, Ginger Bread had become quite skilled at analyzing technique and grip strength. Stick Boy presented a unique challenge in that he had no hands nor ability to bend – both skills the feature heavily in obstacle-based sports. It took time and careful consideration, but eventually Ginger Boy devised a training plan that would make Stick Boy the most celebrated Parkour athlete in the world.
Ginger Boy knew that on the 4th Tuesday in the month of May, Stick Boy would be visiting the his home state to compete against athletes from other U.S. states for the title of Parkour Champion of the World. It was a dry day (as everyone knows, moisture is not ideal for baked goods) which allowed Ginger Boy to step outside for the first time ever and meet Stick Boy.
Upon meeting, the two instantly became best of friends and shared their one or two interesting stories about their lives when spent entirely inside. Stick Boy agreed to Ginger Bread’s spectacular training plan and promised to keep to the indoors for training except for dry days when the weather was too hot for pregnant women to be outside. Together they trained and trained until the difference between Stick Boy and a boy with bendable arms and legs was indistinguishable.
When the day of the Parkour Champion of the World tournament finally came, it was Stick Boy, with his coach right at his side, that easily took the title. The above painting is a very famous depiction of that day where Stick Boy cartwheeled over the top of the Chrysler Building with Ginger Bread cheering him on in the distance to win the title.
The painting is also famous as it is shrouded in a bit of a mystery. The original artist is known to be about 2 years of age, but the piece is signed by a mysterious second painter named “Dad.” No one knows exactly why “Dad” claimed the painting as his own nor why the original artist chose to abandon his work before signing it. It is said that the original artist still bares the mark of the red paint he used in his hair.