My first day in art school I remember very well the first time I just went to art school. I walked along the dark corridor and opened the door. I appeared in a class where all the walls were covered with paintings. I looked at them and thought that I never reach this skill here and here place not for me. But the teacher took my hand and showed me my plate. She promised me that I would learn how to draw just like in the pictures on the wall . I grabbed her stories about Van Gogh and Dali. Then I decided that I would draw despite everything.