Artifacts from my artistic past

When I was home for the holidays, my mom pulled out a box of my things from elementary school, and I spent the better part of the weekend digging through all the ephemera from my childhood. Along with many drawings of horses and cats, spelling tests and state capital tests, sticker sheets and clusters of valentines, I found the first sign that I might one day be an arts writer — a report on Western sculptor Frederic Remington (above). Or rather, as I described him in third grade, “a very artistic American artist.”

Apparently I also wanted to be a cartoonist when I grew up, as you can see at right. Sorry, little me, you didn’t end up a cartoonist, but I think you did OK. 🙂


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  1. Steve

    I like this! I think we all need to take time to reflect on where we once were, and how far we’ve come. Your drawing kind of looks a lot like how I drew when I was a kid. I love running across my old art – I have it all the way back to kindergarten. Picasso said, “Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.” That’s something I’ve been trying to get back to lately – that love of art I had as a child.