I still remember my drawing in grade 3. The old teacher really liked it and gave it 99 marks. She held it up and examined it. The truth is it was a weak painting even considering my age, but the other students were worse. Nobody took art seriously considering it a waste of time and a bad career choice. I was the only one simple minded enough to have great enthusiasm for it.
I left my small village school and went to a big school and found in that great school not a single person even meekly interested or having the slightest ability in art including the art teacher. But its cousin music was still very popular. You see everyone wanted to be doctors and engineers, but still wanted to sing at a social event just to impress the others. But drawing and painting had no such value and parents discouraged children from it. There was an almost complete lack of interest in art that pervaded the whole country.
But the trouble was I wasn’t a good artist. I had the soul of an artist but the skill of a mediocre draughtsman. But I kept drawing and painting even after I left school. Unfortunately I could not find a job as an artist and instead decided on a career in accountancy. With time I forgot all about art. But I felt that there was something missing in my life. It depends on who you are but I believe that things like music and art fill a place in at least some peoples minds that would otherwise remain empty. But I know many perfectly happy people who are not interested in either - it is something that has always baffled me.
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