Dante Gabriel Rossetti, the famous 19th-century poet and artist, was
once approached by an elderly man.
The old fellow had some sketches and
drawings that he wanted Rossetti to look at and tell him if they were
any good, or if they at least showed potential talent.
Rossetti looked them over carefully. After the first few, he knew
that they were worthless, showing not the least sign of artistic talent.
But Rossetti was a kind man, and he told the elderly man as gently as
possible that the pictures were without much value and showed little
talent. He was sorry, but he could not lie to the man. The visitor was
disappointed, but seemed to expect Rossetti’s judgment.
He then apologized for taking up Rossetti’s time, but would he just
look at a few more drawings – these done by a young art student?
Rossetti looked over the second batch of sketches and immediately became
enthusiastic over the talent they revealed. “These,” he said, “oh,
these are good. This young student has great talent. He should be given
every help and encouragement in his career as an artist. He has a great
future if he will work hard and stick to it.”
Rossetti could see that the old fellow was deeply moved. “Who is this
fine young artist?” he asked. “Your son?” “No,” said the old man sadly.
“It is me – 40 years ago. If only I had heard your praise then! For you
see, I got discouraged and gave up – too soon.”
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