> For the first 58 years of my life I had no clue I had any real artistic talent, though I always liked to draw. I doodled mostly and from time to time tried my hand at some serious drawing, but I never believed I had the skills to be an “artist.” On my 58th birthday my better half, Nancy, took me to an art store and as a gift bought me what I needed to get started drawing again, since I hadn’t drawn in years. And this is where the fun began.
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