Here is a picture that I drew when I was about -3 years old (thats negative years folks). Alright, maybe not -3, but I pretty damn young. At least, I HOPE I was young when I drew this. If I drew it when I was 16, then I would feel pretty God Damn stupid right now.

After much review of the subject above, by analyzing the bright hues and sassy saturations of the primary colors that are playfully composing the palette, the use and interplay of strokes and line upon the canvas, and the aesthetics of abstract thought and expressionistic values that went into creating this subject that is reminiscent of the sublime beauty of a Klee or a Kandinsky (with structure and form that some would say came straight from the Bauhaus itself and add a bit of Futurist Umberto Boccioni's "Unique Forms of Continuity in Space" to boot), I have come to a conclusion that this is indeed a Really Gay Fucked-Up Caterpillar.