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...the other tenants went through my trash, reclaimed some drawings and had them framed
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I had a similar thing happen years ago. I stupidly tossed a stack of life drawings (in watercolor on expensive paper) into a trash barrel. I do not know who removed them (all unsigned), but years later I have seen one framed in a gallery on Cape Cod and another one framed in an antique shop in Boston.
I've learned my lesson and it was painful. Right now I ruthlessly use scissors, knives and my fireplace to get rid of the work I am unhappy with.
Indeed, the world does not need any more crappy artwork.
My very first portrait (and my very first oil painting) was ala prima. It was pretty darn good from the neck up and embarassingly awful from the neck down. I keep it because part of it is better than the work I do now. After I "learned how to paint," I lost a certain something that I wish to find again. Maybe we should start a thread on "first efforts" sometime?