Storytime Begins...

Art is a really interesting road. Where one begins and where one lands are drastically different places! I couldn't have imagined being here when I first embarked on this journey. I suppose I was lucky to have crossed paths with people who dropped the occasional wisdom-bomb on me.

Once, a random stranger engaged me in conversation and asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. Cliche as it may be, I said artist and she leaned in and whispered to me, "Copy the masters and keep good records. Trust me." And, whoever she was, was right. And I made a good call heeding a stranger's word. Something in her eyes said she was looking out.

She wasn't the first or last stranger to help me in such a way. In fact, I received advice from random strangers so frequently that I entwined their wisdom into the fabric of my life. I learned to recognize it. Then, I learned not to let it go. Of course, it's best to know which bits to keep and which to throw. More often than not, these people were significantly older than me and I love every last geriatric bit of each of them!