I am an evil giraffe....

I drew this (it's a giraffe)

I no longer have much of the artwork I created during my childhood. I have a few sketchbooks and some prized drawings (like the masterpiece above), but for some reason I don't have stacks and stacks of drawings. I know there are stacks and stacks because all I ever did as a kid, was draw. I'm certain my mother kept everything she could get her hands on and somewhere in my parents' home there is a humongous box filled with drawings I did from the time I was able to hold a drawing implement. But I'm also pretty sure I might have destroyed a lot of what I didn't give to her, or to other avid supporters of my craft. I was a perfectionist and if I advanced in skill level at all, I didn't want to look at that garbage I had created before. Looking at it made me embarrassed I was ever so horrible! However, now the thought of that makes me a little sad. Aside from having the mementos from a childhood spent creating, I'd be interested to chart my progression as an artist - although, I may become embarrassed by some of it and destroy what I hate - so maybe not. 

I'm not sure when the giraffe drawing surfaced, but my mother had it hanging on the fridge when I went home for a visit - I think maybe six or seven years ago - back before facebook, but during the myspace era, I know this much because the giraffe became my myspace profile picture. But I don't think I ever thought to ask where the drawing came from, how old I was when I did it (maybe 4?), or why it was suddenly being showcased on the refrigerator after several decades of hiding (she probably knew I'd destroy it if I didn't like it). I was in my twenties and probably too selfish to care, or maybe I asked and have since forgotten. That is the weirdest thing I've noticed since my thirties began (sorry for the impending tangent) - I still feel physically the same, maybe even better because I exercise more and eat better, but my mind is much more spacey - I forget more stuff than before, but only things that happened in my twenties, and yeah that would make sense for some who perhaps spent their twenties killing their brain cells with alcohol, but I'm not much of a drinker (and no, I don't care if you drink - I just never developed the desire to consume alcohol). I think maybe my almost 32 year old mind is embarrassed by my mind from my twenties and is trying to destroy all memory of the stupid thoughts I had or things I said and did.... Just like I used to do to those drawings from when I was a kid! Weird. Unfortunately I still remember every stupid thing I thought, did or said from my adolescence - so it's not working to my benefit. I was way stupider then. Maybe my forties will fix that.

 Anyhoo, this may be a bit premature, as I don't think I have any regular followers... yet, but the first person who can tell me - in the comments section - what the title of this post is a reference to and can finish the rest of the sentence "I am an evil giraffe...." (not randomly finish it, you have to finish the actual quote) will get a signed print (no larger than 8.5x11) of my artwork (a piece of your choosing) mailed to them (we'll work out those details once someone actually gets the correct answer). Be specific, if you know what the quote is, then you can give the details and you know what I mean by details.

Check the links section to see art I haven't posted on here yet for available signed print options.

And here is a current(ish) giraffe illustration: