tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5688908313072210008.post8248792153591622168..comments2023-06-29T09:45:46.788-04:00Comments on Ice Labyrinth: InterfaCE IV(a)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406735207882613409noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5688908313072210008.post-39990617422241309552009-03-27T00:07:00.000-04:002009-03-27T00:07:00.000-04:00My story is a bit different: I was definitely born...My story is a bit different: I was definitely born a scientist, but as a youngster my dear granny - who was an artist - nurtured whatever rudiments of interest I had for drawing and painting. How strange it is that half-a-century later those early experiences have so much meaning ...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07406735207882613409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5688908313072210008.post-63516842553829409502009-03-26T17:26:00.000-04:002009-03-26T17:26:00.000-04:00NICE WORK!I always loved art. I actually wanted to...NICE WORK!<BR/>I always loved art. I actually wanted to be an art teacher when I was much younger; was an art major in high school, but there was no money for college...I grew up and eventually strayed toward science because there were more jobs in that field and had a family to raise, but one's first true love always comes back, like riding a bike. Art is a release into the true self of being. It sometimes can be as sweet as pie.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com