{"id":1743,"date":"2020-06-14T06:30:26","date_gmt":"2020-06-14T06:30:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/?page_id=1743"},"modified":"2025-01-11T04:04:34","modified_gmt":"2025-01-11T04:04:34","slug":"1985-1989","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/true-life\/1985-1989\/","title":{"rendered":"1985 &#8211; 1989"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n<p><strong>My art student phase was the best, most upward-looking stage of my life so far. I&#8217;d reached a new level, and it would open my eyes to a wider world.<\/strong><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>I&#8217;d already had some damned hard lessons from life by this point &#8211; mostly in how contradictory and unsympathetic the world seemed to be. At nineteen, with no home family platform to stand on anymore, I was on my own and responsible for getting my life on track. I wanted something better; I wanted to be part of something positive. I needed to take a chance, to pick my own path, and to start writing my own story instead of being stuck in the rut of someone else&#8217;s life.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>During this phase of life, I became a total information sponge, absorbing everything I was exposed to. As my experiences slowly became more positive and progressive, my outlook became more positive and forward-looking. I gradually learned to quiet much of my negative, hateful self-talk and to open my heart and mind to positive messages from good friends and insightful teachers.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>One teacher in particular, Dr. Tom Hudson, would become the great, inspiring educator of my life. His tutelage and guidance would expand my outlook as a creative person and give me the confidence to launch a career in art and design.<\/p>\r\n<div class=\"pdfprnt-buttons pdfprnt-buttons-page pdfprnt-bottom-right\"><a href=\"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1743?print=pdf\" class=\"pdfprnt-button pdfprnt-button-pdf\" target=\"_blank\" ><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-content\/plugins\/pdf-print\/images\/pdf.png\" alt=\"image_pdf\" title=\"View PDF\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1743?print=print\" class=\"pdfprnt-button pdfprnt-button-print\" target=\"_blank\" ><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-content\/plugins\/pdf-print\/images\/print.png\" alt=\"image_print\" title=\"Print Content\" \/><\/a><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My art student phase was the best, most upward-looking stage of my life so far. I&#8217;d reached a new level, and it would open my eyes to a wider world. I&#8217;d already had some damned hard lessons from life by this point &#8211; mostly in how contradictory and unsympathetic the world seemed to be. At &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/true-life\/1985-1989\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">1985 &#8211; 1989<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2746,"parent":14,"menu_order":5,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-1743","page","type-page","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1743","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1743"}],"version-history":[{"count":43,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1743\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4966,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1743\/revisions\/4966"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/14"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2746"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/ejohnlovebooks.com\/true-life\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1743"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}