When I was walking home from school aged 14 I had it all worked out.
I had never understood football, had any interest in cars and didn't watch
I do remember the first Pre-Raphaelite painting I saw, and how that very
moment, had decided that all I wanted to do with my life was be an artist..
...but... paint every single leaf... ?
Further more, I found all the greats... and from every movement...
(list them yourself)
It seemed endless.. (it is endless..)
I knew this was the only thing I ever wanted to be.
The world got in the way.
That 14yr old boy would hate me & dream me dead, but a little sympathy
and understanding from my former self...?
I still remember walking home that afternoon, it was Wednesday, a warm
afternoon, I had it all figured out....
I had it all figured out.