A moment that changed me: when I failed my O-level in my favourite subject | Life and style
The results for my art exam came in and I felt talentless, a dunce. For decades I was too scared to pick up a paintbrush, until a powerful woman entered my dreams Having hands, I drew with them. Thats what hands were for: grasping crayons, freely and joyously making marks. I scribbled on the walls