Once when I was a child, my father found a stack of my drawings and proceeded to tell me which ones were the weakest and what was wrong with each of them. Another time, I can remember showing my sister a drawing I'd made that I was extremely proud of. Her response? "The arms are too long".
Funnily enough, I ended up devoting years of my life to artistic pursuits.
Once when I was a child, my father found a stack of my drawings and proceeded to tell me which ones were the weakest and what was wrong with each of them. Another time, I can remember showing my sister a drawing I'd made that I was extremely proud of. Her response? "The arms are too long".
Funnily enough, I ended up devoting years of my life to artistic pursuits.