How to kill an artist
- A little girl, standing in the Farmer's Market on a Sunday morning, proceeds to sketch the fruit stand on her drawing pad. Her mom, leans over, looks at the sketch says, " That is great, Sweetie, why dont you label the fruits?", thereby killing the artist, making her a draftsman.
- A woman in comfortable jeans settles in to take a picture, squinting, adjusting, waiting for the rare moment, when a passerby says helpfully, "You want a picture with you in it?", thereby reducing the artist to a tourist.