When I was in high school, I thought I might be an artist. I was very good at drawing and painting.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
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.
When I left school, I wanted to be an artist, specifically a painter.
When I was in high school, I was going to be a painter because I had a facility for painting. I could do it, but I didn't have anything to say in that medium.
By the time I was a teenager, I knew I wanted to be an artist. I was a born draftsman and liked all forms of art, so I just knew that's what I wanted to do.
From the age of six I wanted to be an artist. At that point I meant a painter, but it turned out what I really meant was I was someone who was very interested in watching the world and making copies of it.
In my previous life, I was an artist. I still paint. I love art.
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.
I always wanted to be a painter. I loved painting. I went on three different art courses but had no talent whatsoever.
I was always making things. Even though art was what I did every day, it didn't even occur to me that I would be an artist.
I always thought I was going to be an artist. All I ever did was draw. I only ever turned to writing because I couldn't find somebody to write the kind of stuff I wanted to do. That just spiraled out of control.