The Signing

So...we gave away the Quadracorn. Little did we know that parting ways with said artwork would prove so traumatic. There’s a lot of thought that goes into giving a piece of invaluable artwork away, as we’re sure Picasso and Cobain and Sendak fully know...or would, if they were alive.

The Quadracorn Portrait

But unlike them, we ARE alive, and we were there when the Quadracorn was signed (‘cause, y’know, we’re the ones who signed it, so we kinda’ had to have been there, or that would be weird and have to involve physics and wizardry), and we witnessed firsthand the hardship. Christian cried.

Christian: That may or not be true even though it is.

Yes, it was surprisingly hard to give away the Quadracorn portrait to Jeneral Insanity. But she did win it fair and square in our 100th Post Quadracorn Giveaway Bonanza Palooza.

And signing it was almost as hard.

Since at some point in the distant future we know the Quadracorn portrait will inevitably end up in the Smithsonian or on some satellite-rocket thing being sent, as a token of peace, to an alien species that Earth is first making contact with, we wanted to make sure our signatures were top notch. This put a surprising amount of pressure on us.

But instead of describing the process to you, using our traditional poetic word-blasting we thought we would walk you through it using the devil’s soul cages. I mean using pictures. Here we go...

When I arrived at Pat’s he had the lights dimmed and candles strewn about.

I don’t know what his intentions were but I was just there to sign the Quadracorn Portrait.

We first needed to select the proper writing instrument considering

the historical importance of this signing.

And then we did a few practice signatures.

Followed by a few more practice signatures.

Then it was time to do the real signature on the real portrait. We each had our own technique.

Pat tried the not looking technique...

…while I tried a different technique.

And our signatures! It should be noted that despite the fact that

Pat’s name is significantly shorter than mine his signature

took up about half the space. Not to mention

the majority of his signatures is just a straight line.

And we decided to include a personalized note that

can later be used as authentication of the Quadracorn Portrait when

Jen tries to sell it to the Louvre.

Everything ready to go. But we needed something sturdy

and strong to put everything in so that nothing would get damaged

during transport.

Voila!

Nice and safe.

Picture of the manila envelope we put the

fruit bars safety box in for shipping.

Took both of us, using awesome PCPPP teamwork to put

it in the envelope.

Unfortunately not everything fit. Sorry Jen.

There you have it: history.

Hopefully everything made it to Jeneral Insanity safely. If not feel free to sue the United States Postal Service. Just remember to list our names down as part of the plaintiffs so we can also receive some of that sweet sweet settlement cash.