I’ll begin with a confession: I am a failed artist. Ever since I can remember, I have wanted to paint. The only thing that stopped me was lack of talent. The first time I did a self-portrait, checking with the mirror in my bedroom to see how I was getting on, my mother put an abrupt end to my artistic ambitions by exclaiming, “Gosh, what a cute little chimp!” It was a rude awakening for a nine-year-old artist. https://www.theoccidentalobserver.net/2009/09/19/the-plot-against-art-part-1
