Troy,"Gericault",
(The Master's Art Assistant),
age 20, is utterly devoted to being an artist,
staying up late every night to copy the drawings of the Masters.
During the day he sits behind Jacob, watching him work and tossing
peanuts to chase away the squirrels from distracting The Master
while he paints tourists' portraits.
I
always had a vision in my mind, a dream in my mind, that art
should be done in a certain way. And I never had seen it with
my own eyes, but I always had it in my mind. So I accepted what
I saw, and thought, that's as far as it gets. Then when I came
here, and saw Jacob's work, it was like the vision I had dreamed
of, since I was a baby. I saw my vision could be done.
But he wasn't somebody I could just approach. I knew that, he
wasn't just a regular man sitting here. I made up my mind, I'd
give my whole life, I knew I'd have to take something from him,
because he wasn't going to just give it. I knew it was going
to be lot of work, but I already made up my mind that I would
rather die trying to be an artist than to do anything else.
Since I was a baby, I've wanted to be an artist. I feel it's
the only thing I could do, and I couldn't stop if I wanted to.
A lot of people think I'm crazy, because I don't think about
money and I've given up a lot of things: family, friends, body
life: it's not enough. I can party, I can do everything physical,
I still feel like there's something missing. It's just not enough.
I come here everyday with Jacob, and at night I paint and draw
until 2 o'clock in the morning. Right now I'm at the beginning
stage of learning, so I'm most familiar with the pencil. I copy
DaVinci, Michelangelo. Sometimes I'll sit and stare at a page
in an art book for hours.
I want to do at least one masterpiece work for God. But it's
not easy doing masterpiece work.
If someone said to me I could choose between four billion dollars
and the knowledge that Jacob has given you, I would have to
go with the knowledge that Jacob has given me. I think about
it every day.
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