Monday, December 11, 2006

Snatched Away! Part 2

I decided to investigate what the hell was going on with this mister Jim Cummins or ---- "I Braineater." So went back to "Kits" and talked to Mrs Cofflin (my old high school art teacher). She didn't know him personally and she certainly didn't give him my number, but she knew who he was. She said that he played in DOA, an 80's punk band from here in Vancouver.
When I got home I did some of my own research online and found this out: He's from Vancouver and lives here now, he's a big part of the vancouver art scene right now, and he did album covers and poster art for a lot punk bands in the 80's on the west coast. I couldn't find much other than that yet, but now that I know who he is, how did he get my number?!

Saturday, December 09, 2006

Snatched Away!!

What the hell just happened!? a Mr.Jim Cunningham just called out of the blue, he seemed to be an art dealer or agent or gallery dealer I don't know. He said that he was very interested in my art and that he had seen my art at my school. I assumed that Mrs Cofflin my old art teacher from my high school arranged this, and now he was interested in buying some of my art and selling it, as he explained he was. He asked if i would sell him one of my larger paintings for 10 grand so he could take a sample to Toronto. I described the largest one i have. He said "wow" a few times, he seemed genuinely interested as I described it. He wanted to meet me at red robins the next day to talk business. Now keep in mind though that throughout this whole conversation i was stuttering and stammering (unlike me entirely). It just that I was just so blown away by the surprise of being offered a career in art so abruptly.

And then I asked for his number as it was a private call, and he gave it to me.
After the call I was beside myself, totally overwhelmed with joy; and that seemed to be it. I was to be a working artist. But... mere minutes later i get a call back from "Jim". And he says that it was his mistake and that he was sorry for getting my hopes up and that he called the wrong person. And that was it!

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Saturday, June 24, 2006


Thirteen years... was it worth it? Well I'm sure that I got something out of it? although I did do plenty more learning outside of school.

I've always loved to read (that, is all you really need in the end). I hated nearly all of my teachers, everthing they told me to do was too restrictive (with of course the exception of a few exceptional ones who helped a lot.) I never wrote about what I was supposed to or drew what was assigned and I never showed my work for math questions. I decided at some point, I can't remember when, a long time ago though, I decided not to aim for high marks at all in school but instead to look for ways to get the most out of whatever I was supposed to be learning. I made what the teacher was trying to teach more interesting for myself. I'd change the topic of the short story or draw something completely different than the, "house, angel, or demon." That is except for math, I never liked it or cared much, especially once we started algebra.

I do hope though that this subversive little plan I hatched so many years ago will work out fine; because, well I haven't got my report card yet, so I'll have to wait until then to claim success over the school board.
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