Somebody put this on my Facebook newsfeed.  Could go for my art career as well.  My plan was to be a successful, famous artist by the time I was 25.  Yeah, right.  In  a world where feces in a can is art, I didn’t stand a chance.  Not to mention,that if I had made it that young, I would not been emotionally stable enough to handle it.  I like it now, I’m drawing what I like, and I have people who like what I do.  Peace…

Although at my high school reunion I was confronted by a classmate who said to me: “I always th0ught you were a genius.  What about it, Roxy, are you still a genius? ”

How do you answer something like that.

A couple of months later, the same classmate walked, by chance, into the store where I do my day job.  There I was in my apron and duster…..

Oh,well.

So, I”ve finished this drawing, still not sure of the title.

 

When I look at it, I realize I’ve come a long way since when I resumed drawing in colored pencil a few years ago….compared to a “A Step Up”, both the finished version and the sketch.  The sketch: