My parents did not discourage me but could not understand how I could make a living by art. Their idea of an artist was a person who was condemned to starvation.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was brought up on art. My father thought I had a great hand at art and sent me to art school. But he did not want me to become a photographer.
Seriously, I wanted to be an artist because I saw that it meant endless possibilities. I came from a badly managed family background, so art was a way of reinventing myself.
It's true that there are people who live the idea of being an artist, as opposed to the idea of making art.
My dad was always such a frustrated artist. He always worked very hard to support his family, doing a bunch of ridiculous jobs. He wanted to be a painter, but then he also wrote science-fiction novels in his spare time.
Everyone in my family is an artist. Both my parents are painters and my mom's an opera singer. I was never shown any other way to process life.
My parents always saw me as an artist, and that greatly influenced me.
I come from a family of business people, but I had the idea I wanted to become an artist.
My parents worked in the art world. They were really supportive of my music in that they allowed me to drop out of school and move out of our home, which not many parents would do.
My parents made no money whatsoever, but they really knew how to see, as artists. So a big adventure might be, on a hot, dreadful day with no place to go, to go out and draw our chickens with pastels. My parents gave me a sense of wonder.
My mother encouraged me to be artistic. It was written in a contract at an early age that I would be an artist.