David Macaulay Quotes
What I Remember Most Clearly Is How It Felt. I'd Just Finished Painting A Red Fire Engine-like The One I Often Walked Past Near My Grandparents' House. Suddenly The Teachers, Whose Names I've Long Forgotten, Closed In On My Desk. They Seemed Unusually Impressed, And My Still Dripping Fire Engine Was Immediately And Ceremoniously Pinned Up. I Don't Know What They Might Have Said, But Their Unexpected Attention And Having Something I'd Made Given A Place Of Honor On The Wall Created An Overwhelming And Totally Unfamiliar Sense Of Pride Inside Me. I Loved That Feeling, And I Wanted To Feel It Again And Again. That Desire, I Suppose, Was The Beginning Of My Career.
I Have No Idea Where My Fire Engine Painting Ended Up, But I Never Forgot The Basic Layout. Several Decades Later, It Served As The Inspiration For This Sketch For An Illustration In A Book Called Why The Chicken Crossed The Road.
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