Give me a stock clerk with a goal and I’ll give you a man who will make history. Give me a man with no goals and I’ll give you a stock clerk.
One of the sad things about being a child is that you both trust and rely on an adult to say and do the right thing.
It’s not until you are an adult that you see that your path was illuminated or shortened in distance by those adults.
Take a child, who wants to be an artist and tell them they have no talent, shorten the path, reduce the goals.
My favorite local artist:
Illustrator I would most love to collaborate with: