Paul Beel

!When I was in the 2nd year of school we had to draw a picture of our selves. Someone stopped by my desk and said “wow”. My desk soon gathered a small group kids – My desk – The desk of that somewhat shy and easily overlooked kid. A little girl said “you are an artist!”
“no.” I said, bashfull. But under my breath I added “not yet”.
So, in a way, I am an artist because I impressed a girl, but in spite of that, it wasn´t until my early twenties that I realized that being an artist was attractive.”