Picture this: grade 8, encountering Van Gogh’s The Potato Eaters for the first time. The painting was in an art book that my art teacher had. I never forgot it! The faces in that painting made me realize that I truly lived a privileged life, that I had never been that hungry and never would be. That class would be the last art class I took until I was 40 years old! I became an English teacher but always wanted to paint. And now I do.