Fostering an appreciation for art became an intense desire for me during the 1960's 'Age of Aquarius' movement. I wanted to be a hippy and join in on the fun. It was a new generation, a new set of ideals, and The Beatles were coming to America. What more could a teenager ask for! All I wanted in life was to grow my hair long, dye it blonde, and paint flowers on my face. THAT was the ultimate groove for me. I had just missed the Beatnik era, (although I would have loved sitting in a smoke filled underground bar wearing a beret, freaking out...more
