Back in the early fifties, at the age of nine, I decided that, unquestionably, I'd become an artist, even though I didn't exactly know what that meant and the only painter I knew was my sweet grandmother. I clumsily professed my certainty to my mother one late afternoon. She smiled and nodded, and carried on with whatever she was doing.
08-28-2019, 10:20 PM
Art Rocks
العرض العادي
