going to galleries: sometimes inspiring; sometimes depressing. last week I went to the Biscuit Factoryand felt: why am i not an artist?, funny thing art. It can make you happy and it can make you sick!
one of my sons describes me as a 'squatdwarf'(endearingly) but he is unnaturally tall with a shiney head so what does he know! I'm technically middle aged but have given up waiting for maturity to arrive! I like music a lot and am a little bit addicted to buying stuff I listened to as a youth on ebay, teach art to adults but lack confidence in the worth of my own achievements, would call myself a teacher who paints rather than an artist who teaches but am mildly determined to try harder!
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