Steve Art Journal

Last December, I was visiting my sister, and on her bathroom wall was a painting I made when I was 21 years old.  For some reason, back then, I thought that I had been too distracted between art,  acting and music, maybe I was spreading myself too thin.

So, I gave up drawing and painting.  I packed up my paint and brushes and sent all the art paraphernalia as a gift, to a couple of friends from college, whom I thought would make good use of them.

Here is the picture:

I really couldn’t understand why I stopped making art, and decided that I would start painting again.