For the past six weeks or so, on Tuesday afternoons, I've been picking up my daughter after her art classes. She's been working to build a portfolio so that a year from now when she applies to high school, she has a chance to get into the School of the Arts.
This is a very difficult school to get into, and certainly visual arts is an especially competitive major.
But she's been committed to this direction for years, and I've been supportive. The truth is I love her art!
Then, of course, I am her dad.
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I'm not her dad- but I LOVE her art- she has an 'eye'- and is able to convey it on the canvas (or her drawing pad)!
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