I was an art student at the university. I was just weeks shy of graduating. I was SICK, SICK, SICK of school. I was tired of my professor. He was a great man, but I was so ready to get out of there. He always talked about how he despised clowns. My last project in the class was supposed to be a self-portrait. This is what I did. The professor came over to help me–he saw the clown in the background and just walked away. He never spoke to me again.
Yesterday was the anniversary of my graduation. As I look back I am so grateful for the many hours of hard work and instruction that I endured. I could never have become the artist I have become without it. Anything worth having is worth sacrificing for . . .
I still think it’s funny though.
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Yes, that is indeed funny.
I’ve always been a fan of those who would find out where someones goat is tied, and then subtly pull at the rope. You are a true master of goat pulling! You’re a pretty good artist too.
That story is great!
I never knew you had such a devious side. How delightful! 🙂
Tom-
That is so funny! You made me laugh outloud 🙂 Have a great day and see you soon.
~Sara
I had a crummy day at work Friday. I came home and looked at your art and just laughed. It really made my day!
LOVED this story Tom!! That is HILAROUS!! Thanks for the smile and laugh… the painting is really good!
Always an artist, but, thank goodness, always the same brother I grew up with. . .
This may be my favorite.
That is the one of the best uses of art that I have ever seen. I still love that painting.