Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

I clearly have no future authoring multiple choice exams, because none of you seemed to have a bit of trouble with my little pop quiz. This is indeed art. What kind of art? I'm so glad you asked.

This is a centerpiece for our Passover table, created by my 2 year old son under the careful direction of his Mommy and Me teacher. "First paint the inside of the bowl yellow," she told him, and he did. "Now glue in these two cotton balls," she told him, and he did. "Now glue on this plastic spoon," she told him, and he did. "Look at your beautiful bowl of matzoh ball soup," she told him and he looked blankly at her.

Yes, this lovely piece of pre-preschool representational art is supposed to be a 3D bowl of matzoh ball soup. Evan has maybe seen matzoh ball soup twice in his life, since he has a mother who is too much of a purist to buy the pre-made stuff, but far too lazy a cook to make it herself, so this project was pretty much completely lost on him. But I have been laughing over it for 3 days now.

The table gets pretty crowded on Passover, what with the seder plate and the matzoh plate and the bowls of salt water and the hagaddahs and all that damn food. I don't even do a floral centerpiece on Passover because there just plain isn't room. But this bizarre art project will have a place of honor on our table this year. In fact, I'm fairly certain I'll be making room for it on my Passover table for the next 40 or 50 years. If it's funny now, imagine how hysterical it will look by the time we've all finished that 4th glass of wine.