SteveR wrote:
When Grant Wood, the American painter of landscapes, was about five years old, his mother left the house for a short time during which he spilled a bottle of India ink when he was drawing on the floor. He was very fearful of what would happen when she came home. When she did, though, there were no recriminations. She cleaned up the mess and gave him a hug. It was at that moment, Wood said later, that he knew that he was going to be an artist.
Yeah, I did something similar when I was young. When my mother caught me, I knew at that point I would be a track star some day. My mother was from Greece.