My Experiences

Many years ago I started out as an artist when a young boy, drawing as I pleased with colored pencils on the smooth cardboards that came back with my dad’s pressed shirts.

The visual experience is great! How I used to like playing with a magnifying glass: Focus it against a blank wall of our living room so I could see the perfect reverse image of the bright window scene from the opposite wall! This was real! And my drawings gave me even more satisfaction: Did they make a new real world for me?

I am not an artist now, but I hope I can recapture my childhood enthusiasm for drawing. What is the secret that I unlearned?


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