I always painted. No matter what life brought me school, university web-designer carrier, own publishing company I felt like I was doing stuff which keeps me away from painting what I love to paint.
I was called to. My 1st painting was sold when I was 5. My friends make a fair and took some of my paintings for "assortment"
in first day our school art teacher took a look at my painting journal which was laying on my desk. She ask one question "Is it yours?" and imidietly took it away. Next day there was my first solo exhibition at school.
me and my friend were asked to replace art teacher for grade 6. I was staying in front of sea of curious eyes and I look at my friend like "What now?" and she look back like: "Go ahead! We escaping school today!" We hold one day replacing teacher in all classes. After all "my students" followed me like they were my dogs. Thankfully it was last week before we finish school. I was convinced it's quite challenging to interact with people in this way 😆