In class I was told not to select a 'Master Artist's painting' to replicate as instructed in her classroom setting (as most classrooms guiding one to replicate or not to in their peewee eyesight 'not ready yet') because she saw it too  advanced, the first class taken with this suffering Art Teacher who was virtue'less in her anger still she was deemed not worthy in 'her Country' to live normal with a conclusion of 'disable'.  Off she was shipped to the States to live with a brother, and later decided Art was the 'easiest' to Major in at a University level given her condition.  Seizures or something simple. not like the bowels constantly came flushing out like sum rear end only folks get to the point they must leave, right now, in sight adult diapers still don't cover the funk.  Anyways, beotches that don't like my Art style or  Uniqueness  so what that doesn't mean ain't fly to another and most importantly TO THYSELF.