NAME: Dan Atkins
BIRTH PLACE: Dublin
BIRTH DATE: 2.27.78
BIOGRAPHY
At fourteen, I sat in the secondary school art class when the teacher announced that we would be drawing figures that day. We each received a piece of charcoal and a board with a bit of paper taped to it. We were encouraged to look through the books we had in the class room to get going. I didn't need to.
I began to draw a fourteen year old's wet dream, this girl with massive boobs, the sweetest shaven haven, and an arse you could crack a walnut on. The teacher made her way around the classroom to me..
"No boy, this isn't right." she gasped. "The breasts come from under the arm!" She then took my charcoal, and with a few swipes, turned them into droopy wet socks with coconuts in them.
"Don't be afraid of pubic hair, everyone's got it" I didn't... and with a few smudges, covered my rendering of ...well you can imagine.
"The bum should gradually run into the thighs! Its not supposed to stick out like that" A few more swipes with the charcoal.
"There, thats more like it..." We both looked at the finished article. It didn't look anything like the magazines I had learned everything about the female form from. The woman, with a few strokes and smudges had dashed my hopes for the future, and left me very depressed.
I spent the rest of my years in art class sniffing the supplies, and stealing spray paint.
Thanks for listening.
