It is one of the great tragedies of adulthood that so many of us leave our artistic lives in adolescence. I often find myself in conversations with people who lament, "Oh, I used to play the violin," or, "Remember when we used to do theater?" or, "I wish I still had the time to paint."
It is one of the great tragedies of adulthood that so many of us leave our artistic lives in adolescence. I often find myself in conversations with people who lament, "Oh, I used to play the violin," or, "Remember when we used to do theater?" or, "I wish I still had the time to paint."
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