My art teacher Mrs McNamara, whose name still haunts me after almost half a century, repeatedly accused me of taking the piss, declaring that nobody could be as inept at drawing as I was.

I was never the best in art class either. From what I remember everyone was getting good grades in that class so no one stood out. Yet now I love making art. I still can't draw a realistic piece but I also don't really want to do that. I feel like that would be betraying my own style.

I also have a hard time saying no...

Good luck.