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…..
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: