I tried painting for a short time and realized that I was not a child prodigy at painting.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I started painting when I was in high school.
Painting constantly appeared to me as the one and only possible achievement.
When I was growing up, I wanted to be a house painter like my father, but I was always screwing up when I went to work with him. I had a talent for knocking over paint and painting myself into corners. I also realized fairly quickly that painting bored me.
I've been painting and making things since I was little.
It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.
I tried to be a house painter, but I couldn't stand all that paint all over me.
I was always painting when I was a kid. But then when I handled a camera when I was 17, that was it for me. I loved photography. I would work 4 or 5 hours a day. It was like a calling.
I went to art high school and thought I'd be a painter. Unfortunately I didn't finish high school, but that's always been part of my work.
I was a child prodigy. Like Michelangelo, who could draw a perfect circle at age five. I was extremely gifted. I could paint a perfect portrait of someone at age five.
And I started with this: I have not painted at all my childhood. In fact, I never painted. But I helped my father who was a house painter and decorative painter. He made stage sets, he made glass paintings, he made everything.