To Sir, With Love. | October 15th 2006
I’ve never shared this with anyone except now. I love reading my high school art teacher’s blog from time to time. Just reading his thoughts and adventues in his youth make me feel like visiting him in highschool or even giving him a call. But tell me this, why is it that i never get around to picking up the phone and ringing him up; or even sending him something as simple as a ‘hello, how are you?’ email?! *sigh* I’m a terrible, person :(
Goodness, all the memories in art class, all the times he’d want to throw something at me because I wasn’t working to my full potential. I wonder if he knew how much I really admired him as an artist and how highly I thought of him - and still do. He introduced me to the work of, what I personally think, one of the best painters ever, because of C I love Jack Vettriano. Thank you!
C: You drew this? *picks up art work*
Me: Yes sir.
C: Good job, kid.
Thanks for believing in me C. You’re the only person who ever listened to me while I was over there. You made that year worth while!
Not the art work he picked up and praised, but one of many that remind me of the great times I had in art class!
Time to sign off. Till next time world!
Ta ta for now :*