I went to Brown University, but my mom said I couldn't be an artist because I would starve.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I left school, I wanted to be an artist, specifically a painter.
I come from a family of business people, but I had the idea I wanted to become an artist.
Finding your place as an artist is the hardest thing. You come out of college with what feels like a Mickey Mouse degree that qualifies you for nothing in the real world.
I grew up wanting only to be an illustrator. I studied art at Laurel School in Cleveland and at Smith College.
I went to art school actually when I was sixteen years old.
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 went to school at the San Francisco Art Institute, thinking I was going to become an art teacher. Within the first six months I was there, I was told that I couldn't be an art teacher unless I became an artist first.
I went to art school, and I wanted to be an artist since I was 5. I basically moved to New York to do art, and I just sort of fell into doing music at an early age.
My mother was always encouraging about my wanting to be an artist.
My mother encouraged me to be artistic. It was written in a contract at an early age that I would be an artist.