OMG… it appears to be made out of Lego… This piece of art was submitted by none other than my own Head Minion, Trent Lewin! You can visit him over at: http://trentlewin.com/
If you want to know how a person can earn such a prestigious title as the Head Minion to Pouringmyartout, well you haven’t been paying enough attention.
I admit, when I first looked at this work of art, I was a little confused… hence the title of this post… but after looking at it more closely, I was even more confused. What does any of this have to do with crack squirrels or my blog or me or my sunglasses? I am assuming that yellow mutant dinosaur thing in the front isn’t a crack squirrel. There seems to be a big, two-head devil balloon with laser beam eyes… maybe… and an angry-looking building that looks like a school-house in a dropout’s acid dream. I am hoping that dark mountain in the background is our secret lair from which me and my minions can take over the world. And is that me on a bus flying a kite???
But I knew there were no answers to be found by guessing… he is inscrutable… and deep… and Canadian…
So I figured I would just shoot a quick email back and ask him about it.
Here is what he replied, copied directly over to you:
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Yes. This is a piece entitled “Art’s Nightmare”. That is you on top of the bus. Clearly, you have just driven a school bus off a ramp and are hurtling towards a man-eating house while flying a kite, in the hopes that you will be struck with lightning to help in your battle against this evil abode. Meanwhile, framed against the starkness of snow-tipped mountains, a feral flying robot pursues you, firing laser beams. As if that weren’t enough, the sun looks huge, a clear sign of global warming. I think of the robot as X, myself as the man-eating house, our dear absent friend Babbage as the random sheep in the foreground, Elyse as the kite that flies above it all, and Masta Z as the pfft that’s going up in smoke. Don’t even ask how long this took to make. It’s about three feet by two feet in size and must be a few thousand Lego pieces.
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Well… that clears that up… but Trent, if you are doing a whole ‘minions on parade’ thing, where is Julie? Ha… you are gonna be in so much trouble…
But as I said, he is Canadian… so the yellow ‘sheep’ might be a real thing… and besides, he was drunk when he did this… as he himself states in this first communication that arrived with the email containing this fascinating piece of artwork:
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Pouring My Art Out 
OMG, that’s exactly how I look, Trent! But wait… where is my knife? How am I supposed to do backstabbings without a knife?
No Julie… no backstabbing knife… shoddy work all around…
Ouch!
Just kidding… I am still touched, honored, and not a little aroused…
What, laser beam eyes aren’t enough for you???
knives are actually better for backstabbing
The laser beam eyes are a nice touch. I think I can get used to them.
okay, Superman
Just be careful shaving…
Or checking yourself for body crabs…
What, is it Friday night already?
HA!
And especially careful looking in the mirror…
well played
Thanks. Although I don’t think playing with laser beams is a good idea.
I rarely do that
Which you generally do…. while shaving!
oooh… can you shave with laser eyes???
Maybe that is why I was left out. Trent doesn’t know what I look like at all. That and I have your knife X.
There is a lot of psychology in that picture…
It is wonderful to be immortalized. Thank you, Trend. This way I can participate in Art’s art without having to do any work. My kind of project. Thanks. I think I’ll go take a nap now.
Ha… or sigh….
Go with the Ha — laughing is a great release!
okay
My pleasure. I often like to participate in Art’s art by inserting the minimum effort possible.
Just like you participate in romance… BAM!
Booooooo…. I made more kids than you did.
But I did mine with more flair… and verve… and spunks… HA!
Now how would you know that, exactly?
I reviewed both videos…
A whole lot of genius and a pinch of madness…
that is what we do around here… oh, yeah
I’m pretty sure that’s the other way around… I take pride in embracing my madness. Also, lots of wine. Funny thing is, this piece of art kind of looks like the stories that pop up in my head. Except lego is cooler.
I can’t believe that of all the girls who claimed to have loved me in my life, none of them ever made me a Lego mural…
They didn’t love you the way I do!
evidently not
My brain was thinking your way, but my thumbs decided to go all polite. In any case I like this.
me too
You don’t gotta be polite around here, Jaded!
no… but keep it classy
Oh crap… I forgot Julie! I blame the wine! Julie Julie Julie! Okay, she’s definitely in the clouds, in a bi-plane about to swoop down and save our ostensible Art. And by the way, I tried to figure out how to give Art sunglasses… Lego is so limited.
you could have used black marker… your kids would forgive you… but Julie… not sure about that… HA!
That is adult art!
Well, I wouldn’t want any children to see it, but drawing some sunglasses on one piece before you took it back apart… you did take it back apart, right?
Nah, it’s still together. I may frame it.
frame it, varnish it, hang it, cherish it…
why do I keep reading ‘adultery’ here?
It is sort of like that…
We like to call it bromance.
no labels…
I’ve started to think of our friend Julie as “Julie-no-blog” so that we can encourage her to start her own. Do you think it will work? Or should I have stayed above this all, too?
We have been telling her to start a blog for a while now.
She is so nice, so smart. Her comments are always right on point (or off point when they are on your blog, Art 😉 ). I bet she has loads of wonderful stories to tell.
Suggest that she should start a blog! That would be awesome.
Julie!!!! hey, Julie!!! Start a blog!!! It would be awesome!!!Julie? Are you listening?????
go to the record-breaking comment blog and do that as a reply to one of her comments…
I’ll do it to a bunch of them. Good idea, Art!
people love it when you reply to old comments there out of the blue
Then she’ll be delighted. I’ve responded to about 6 random comments. I’m sure she will now do anything I ask — provided I stop responding to old random comments!
HA!
Oh Elyse. I just play in everyone else’s playgrounds. No maintenance, no cleaning up, no trying to come up with something to write about. It is awesome! I did a guest post for someone once. Someone who can’t even remember me long enough to add me to his lego art. Have you seen it? Know why? Not good. That’s my guess. 😉
That isn’t why… he is just afraid to think about you when he is doing drunk lego art… his wife might find out…
Actually, you have a point. Maybe I’ll become a professional commenter … which is kind of what I’ve been doing on my blog lately. Not much writing going on there.
But seriously, you don’t have to be prolific like Art, or an amazing writer like Trend. The folks who schedule are in my humble opinion nuts.
Folks know you. They’ll find you. If you build it …
I never schedule anything… and I may be prolific but I like to think I am also an amazing writer… I just save some of my stuff for my novels…
HAHA! The responding to old comments has no effect on me! That bounces off me like bullets on Superman!
Like Superlazyman!
You’ve answered all of them, though …
HA!
If you could patent that Duncan look, I probably couldn’t resist that!
I think Duncan did patent it
Alas, I can rarely even get a picture of it! He does not hold still, does not look at the camera. My sister in law has been bugging me for new pictures. We had lunch and I brought Duncs this weekend. She tried to get pictures too. Now she understands …
wait till he is asleep…
Of course I answered all of them! You took the time to talk to me, it would be very impolite for me to not respond! Good thing I was aware or I would not have scrolled through 2 pages of comments on the hunt for them….
that is dedication
I was referring to the never posted guest post. I don’t think his wife will care that I wrote a guest post. the one I was pestered for every. single. time. he saw me. Yeah, that one. Not that I mind, I told him when I sent it that he didn’t need to use it, my feelings wouldn’t be hurt. That is how my blog would go too.
wait… did I miss all that?
put the pressure on
I can resist! If you haven’t noticed I am a pretty strong woman.
stubborn… strong… whichever…
She is at her best on the comment record-breaking post… oh man…
I have said some pretty funny stuff there, but really you can’t play baseball alone right? I have had the good fortune/pleasure of having a really great “team” to play with! You know, X, Art, Babbage, Masta Z. You know, everyone Trent put into his lego art!
oh… that was good…
OMG!! I LEFT OUT ELYSE!!! POOP!
oh boy… here we go again
What a nice thing to say Elyse! I wasn’t so sure you liked me much.
everybody loves you… now join in my art contest…
Did you make a copy of that check I wrote you? That’s my entry!
should have thought of that
What???? Of course I do! Just goes to show that snarky comments sometimes leave the wrong impression. Or the right one meant in jest. Or something.
words are so limiting…
See?? That’s my point. I sometimes wonder if the stuff I say is interpreted in the way I meant it. I don’t know why, but you are one person I don’t want to offend. Isn’t that weird? I want you to like me. Like X. I want X to like me too.
I do like you. I am rarely offended, except by Trolls. I know that whatever I say can usually be taken the way I meant it or misconstrued. I hope most people assume I’m goofing (I think they do) and/or that they cut me a break. Because everybody is an asshole occasionally.
There are a real lot of great bloggers out there. I think X is terrific, too. Want me to pass him a note in study hall?
sigh
I like everybody… except that one guy… I hate him now…
don’t get caught! That study hall teacher can be one of the assholes…
You’ll notice I don’t comment much on MY blog except at night and during lunch. My boss reads it!
sneaky
so I shouldn’t go to your blog and talk about how you are always saying your boss is such a jerk?
No you shouldn’t. And she isn’t. She’s pretty terrific, actually. Brilliant, funny, a great teacher. I am very lucky.
It would just be a bad joke…
zing
OOhhhhh! I get it. Another reason I shouldn’t have a blog! Don’t want people knowing when I am not doing what I am supposed to be doing!!
we always assume you are doing what you are not supposed to be doing and not doing what you are supposed to be doing…
I like to think of you as a respectable blogger, unlike the rest of us bums. I’ve tried repeatedly to egg Julie into starting a blog, but she’s apparently immune to my charms. You could certainly give it a try.
Respectable AND high as a kite?
Well, that would make you even more respectable…
Or higher. Because, after all, I do drugs …
Whaaaat….
For a living. I do drugs. I study their side effects. Actually, I don’t really. Other people study them and I write up what they say — I just do it in English.
I did not know that… sounds kind of cool actually.
Often it is. Often it isn’t. It’s work!
I hate work!
and it hates you
Tru dat yo.
ha
This is your brain… this is your brain on work…
You write about being a drunk Canadian Lego artist…
Excuse me… that’s drunk, unmoustachio’d Canadian Lego artist.
I find that unworthy of mentioning.
Stop thinking about my unmentionables.
unworthyofmentionables
I used to do the same thing… during most of the 70’s… and 80’s… and…
wait for it
you can fly high, but don’t fly high… or drunk…
HA!
A respectably high kite.
She seems like she is going to, then she slips away.
We gotta nail her down.
that sounds bad
Oooooopssssss….
Ooooctoooopussssss
There will be NO NAILING of anyone! –unless it is someone bad, then we will make some exceptions…..
yeah we will…
My choice of words was not very good, as I have come to realize…
there are always more words…
oh yeah. Julie who? All your friends are in your lego art. Julie? Wha? who?
I knew this was going to stir up trouble… (rubbing hands gleefully in a very immature way)…
do some art and leave him out… just sayin’…
him who?
Trent…
I’m sorry, who?
I can’t remember either… couldn’t have been anybody important.
Trent? Trenttrenttrent…… wasn’t he the guy who?? naw,…Trent. Tnert… T-nert. Lemme think for a bit…. Trent???
Doesn’t matter… he was a foreigner
Ummmm… I’m going to pay for this, aren’t I?
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Sigh… I suck.
oh don’t be like that
HAHA! I have plenty of blogs! You know, you’ve seen me around!
that is like saying you have plenty of dogs because you know people with dogs…
same thing. exactly!
ha
I know I’ve seen you everywhere! At first I was very confused. Now I’m just a little confused. 😉
I am still very confused
To the surprise of no one …
I am also still surprised… and ouch
Now you know exactly how I feel. Sorta kinda… 😀
ha
**sniff sniff** It’s ok Trent. I understand.
I mean, it’s not like I have a blog or anything.
low blow
What? I was gonna say brain, but changed it to blog. All the others in the lego art have blogs. Just stating the facts. or fax. or fats. whatever.
I feel your pain… or your brain…
you keep your paws off my brain MR!
sorry
but it is so pink and gray and sexy
hell hath no fury like a female minion left out of a Lego mural…
oh boy. I hope you never really see me mad…
oh wait, you did. When I had to attack the twerp on that other post. The one with all the comments. I had to defend you. All alone. By myself. and I did.
I remember that… it was scary…
ooooooo. He got right under my skin!
yeah he did
me too
Oh no! Julie! Sorry!
I’m humming a dirge…
It is ok Trent. I will continue to love you even if you can’t remember me….
I will never forget either of you, Whoeveryouare and What’shisface!
Oh noooooooOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
oh this is so sweet
This, this just rocks Canada!! Trent you’re a genius, especially cause you included me in it! 😉
sigh
Hee Hee
whee
Yo yo Masta Z, bringin it wild-style in da house of Art, holmes!
Yo yo
word!
You’ve got talent bro
why on the down low
Workin wid da Lego
Art and colour
peeps and fun
Run wid dat art
Rappa Lewin
Run
oh… yeah… word… to yo brother, dog…
Word up
up is a word… so is word…
Put em together and you have two words or a short sentence. 😉
wow
I know right?! Almost a miracle.
almost
now do a rap about my Lego mural… that I would like to see,
You’re up, Masta Z.
Europe
It’s the final countdown.
I don’t do counting… up or down
Something you didn’t mention Art is that this whole thing is your head – see the arms and body below and the top of the skull above? I like the maneating school myself – very nice.
I was going to ask about the shadowy figure in back… but I got scared
It’s a treatsie on the unfortunate development of the assembly line education system. Also, I was drunk.
Maybe we should all get drunk and look at it together. I should have figured out a way to do this art contest on the comment blog…
Oooooo… that would have been awesome.
I know, right
My favorite part of the piece is the adorable bunny rabbit.
You see a bunny rabbit? I see a pregnant yellow Lab wearing an upside down saddle. Although Trent, the artist, called it a “random sheep.”
It’s a goat now.
art is so subjective
You are correct. Because now it’s a puppy. I swear.
ninja camel
I still see a yellow mutant dinosaur…
Well Doobster, I can see that you are not educated in the ways of the art world. Pregnant yellow lab indeed…
he is educated in the ways of the teasing Trent world…
We Lego artists are tragically misunderstood.
So are you Canadians…
All the real Lego artists ARE Canadian. Coincidence? I think butt.
uh…
I am so funny.
so… funny
uh… right
There is no bunny rabbit! It’s a sheep! Sheesh, I have a feeling people will not appreciate my Lego art properly until I have long since passed away. Famous artists often have to die first, you know…. hey!
But a mutant yellow dinosaur wolf-dog alien is much cooler.
And a great pet, to boot.
heck yeah… I want one