My teacher was walking around the room conversing with everyone. When she got to my table, she complimented my sketches. "Oh my goodness, Andy! These drawings are outstanding." She continued to ask me about what I was going to do with the sketches. "They're for the strip in the paper. I submit to them every now and then, but I don't think they're good." She was appalled by my statement. As if I had offended her. She reassured me that they were the best she had seen and that I should keep going. She thinks that I'll make it big someday.
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We had a free day in art class, and I was working on some sketches. They were for the comic strip of our local newspaper. Every week they feature a new strip and the artist that they pick to be featured gets 20 dollars. I understand that 20 dollars a week doesn't sound very ideal to anyone trying to make a living off of comics. But for me, it wasn't primarily about the money. Of course I would want this to be my main profession. But at the end of the day though, I just wanted to change people's lives.
By andor rosen6 months ago in Poets
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