I was an artist - I fancied myself an artist - I sold paintings at bars to pay my rent.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I decided to become a painter when my first four paintings where all published and attracted a great deal of interest. I exhibited one of them and it was sold.
I had some money, I made the best paintings ever. I was completely reclusive, worked a lot, took a lot of drugs. I was awful to people.
In my previous life, I was an artist. I still paint. I love art.
My mother encouraged me to be artistic. It was written in a contract at an early age that I would be an artist.
I have been surrounded by artists and paintings throughout my life. My father Ted Dyer is an artist, and from a very early age I have spent time painting and drawing.
I come from a family of business people, but I had the idea I wanted to become an artist.
I've been working in sculpture and painting since 1920.
I always wanted to be an artist, whatever that was, like other chicks want to be stewardesses. I read. I painted. I thought.
I paint landscapes, figuratives. I painted all my life. In fact, I started as a commercial artist.
I always knew that I was an artist. I never expected to be able to make a living.