Once upon a time, my teacher took me aside and told me that life was not a book you can learn behind your desk, life was a jungle waiting to be explored.
He told me, go on, fly away, explore, learn how to live.. For what makes a person, is his experience in life and his knowledge.. what will your art speak of? the common life of a human, or your typical family issues?
Convinced, i packed my things and went on an exploration trip in the most uncommon places you'll ever think of looking for me in.. i roamed and roamed.. and when i got back to my teacher, filled with pride, i awaited him to speak..
He took me aside, and he told me; you can't abuse life like that.. take it slow and step by step.. take this book, and sit behind your desk..
He told me, go on, fly away, explore, learn how to live.. For what makes a person, is his experience in life and his knowledge.. what will your art speak of? the common life of a human, or your typical family issues?
Convinced, i packed my things and went on an exploration trip in the most uncommon places you'll ever think of looking for me in.. i roamed and roamed.. and when i got back to my teacher, filled with pride, i awaited him to speak..
He took me aside, and he told me; you can't abuse life like that.. take it slow and step by step.. take this book, and sit behind your desk..
I've always loved this story!
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