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When Justin was six years old, he snuck into his mother's bathroom and painted a mural on the eggshell white walls in her makeup. In less than an hour's time, he had ruined hundreds of dollars worth of lipsticks, eyeliners, and blush. The amount it had cost to have the walls repainted was nearly enough to give his father an aneurysm.
Furious, Craig Taylor had yelled, threatened, and cursed himself hoarse. By the time was finished, the small boy had been condemned to spend the next month in his room.
His mother, however, immediately signed him up for art lessons.
