Last night I had this conversation with my son.
Me: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Gab: A knife maker.
Me: But I thought you wanted to be in the military or be a mangka (Japanese for comic artist or cartoonist)?
Gab: No. I’m bad at drawing.
Me: Too bad you didn’t get my talent.
|That’s the younger me.|
Oh yeah. Maybe that’s why I draw like I’m still in preschool. Up to now I’m still basking in my 1973 glory. Haha!
I guess it’s time move on. I’m now in the look out for art classes for adults in Paranaque, Alabang, or Imus. Would you know of any?