I remember when I was in art classes, I hated following the assignments. And I would get in trouble for doing something totally different or taking it in a weird direction.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I love writing essays and articles, so it's hard for me to resist taking assignments that inevitably pull me away from larger projects.
I was an art student at the time, like thousands of others.
I never really took a proper art class in college. I just started reading art magazines and going to galleries. I was really drawn to it.
I was always behind in class. There was people in my class who was amazing at art, amazing at maths, amazing at English, but I wasn't clever with anything, even though I tried my hardest.
I enjoyed art in school. I've always done little drawings and stuff like that. I don't really know what I'm doing with the painting, but I experiment.
I hated teaching composition. I was playing music I didn't particularly want to play, being on committees I didn't want to be on.
I was the kind of kid who couldn't really stop making up stories during class. I didn't do very well academically because I was always drawing these little doodles in the margins of my notebooks and I wasn't bringing home the best grades.
I always liked creativity, whether it was to draw or sew - any creative assignment I was getting from school, or just on my own.
I went to art school in the days when it was what you did if you didn't want to be like everybody else. You wanted to be strange and different, and art school encouraged that. We hated the drama students - they were guys with pipes and cardigans.
Art class was my thing, but not any other class.