My last foray at taking an art classes ended badly in 1958. My fourth grade art teacher sat me at the back of the room, after grimly examining a page covered with my scratches from something called ‘pastels’, and told me that it would be best if I just didn’t try.
So I am taking a basic – very basic – art design class. And here, dear reader you can see a sample of my first project.
What do you think? Is there hope?