Childhood dreams…

Here is a true story of a child with dreams and a sprinkling of savvy…

I dreamed of being an artist.

After all, my mother was an exhibiting artist and I had already won prizes.

Surely, this could be my future?

 

One holidays, I worked diligently creating a series of pictures with oil pastels. Not your average childlike scribblings, these were unique.

You see, I had discovered how to ‘etch’ pictures so that they popped out in rainbow colours from a black oil-pastel-canvas. I created about 15 of these masterpieces and stuck them up on the wall with blue-tak.

An enterprising and creative child, I arranged an art exhibition, using my shared bedroom (my sister was unimpressed) and charged for entry.

From memory, I asked my Mum to invite some people to come to my exhibition!

Although I cannot recall the exact entry charge, I do know that back then you could buy a bag of lollies for 20 cents!  I was rich!!

Did I have some inner-navigation that years later, I would exhibit and sell my art?

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