Dear old Mom wanted to be an Artist when she grew up. She took one of those mail order courses where you draw a turtle and bought a lot of books containing the Works of The Masters. She sketched three things a day, and yet, she never got past that kind of middle school phase where her work looked ok, but never looked exactly like Art. I went through a small Artist phase myself, sketching and drawing and never becoming any better. The Wife went to college and studied Art. She painted mostly abstracts on 3×4 foot canvases, with an…