This is a story about the time I did make it into the paper, but today - after three decades - you’ll read the real story behind it: When I was about 8 years old, a local TV station was having their annual student art contest and the participants had to paint an image inspired from a book of their choice. At that time, I was crazy about “There’s No Such Thing As A Dragon” by Jack Kent, so my mom encouraged me to participate in the contest. However, there was one catch. I couldn’t paint. I had absolutely no skill.
My mom bought a big piece of posterboard and I remember that I just started doodling on it when she was in the other room. When she came back she saw just a couple of crooked lines with a pencil Of course my mom wouldn’t say anything bad about my artistic talent, but she was quick to say something like, “You know, I think that what we should do is create a unique background.” She had all this colored tissue paper and we cut it into squares and created a colorful background that conveniently covered up what I had started. Over this new background, my mom painted and painted for at least a few hours.I helped out a little bit and filled in a few shapes here and there, but it was really my mom who did most of the work.