I had poor small motor skills, and they got in the way of me drawing out what I saw. Nevertheless, I used to dream about painting landscapes. Painting a landscaper, you see, seemed like the ultimate tribute to the beauty of nature. When I was a kid, I liked nothing so much as being outdoors alone. It made my parents pretty nervous, but nevertheless, whenever I had a moment I would sneak away. I got pretty good at it. They could always find me, of course. I wouldn't go far I would just walk down to the creek, look out at the water, or stare up at the clouds. I started painting watercolor landscapes. That did the trick for a while. You see, peop…