My understanding of art began at a single digit age when my father showed me how to do simple sketches. During school years, learning from him about shapes, highlights, shadows and so much more. All that time, I just never understood math, chemistry, physics, languages, history, you name it. And I’ve always been relieved knowing that everything else is taken care of by dedicated individuals in medicine, education, builders, businesses, pilots, farmers, etc.
I was continually obsessed: The day after art college, I got a peddler’s license and started going up and down residential streets to sell my art. After 35 doors, I made my first sale—one dollar for a profile sketch. My first “professional payment.” I also made money doing sketches in fairgrounds and saloons. I was committed and…
