I wonder what it would have been like….
December 2, 2010Using the same prompt that Anita Marie used: Artists’ Party . (Thanks, A.M., for the inspiration).
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I wonder what it would have been like if I had a mentor like Edwina who took the time to show me how to be an artist?
I was pretty much left on my own. I don’t hold it against anyone — the adults in my life had to set priorities and keeping us clothed, getting us fed, and making sure we did our homework came first. And there would not have been time for impossible gardens or moon baths, even if such a thing could have been conceived. (I can say that I did watch the snails). There was no one to guide me in my creative development. I can read and I can add and I learned a trade. In that respect, my adults were successful and did their job well.
But there was an advantage of being left alone with my own creativity. How many fourteen year olds would you leave alone with a blow torch so she could craft her own silver jewelry? Or allow to use turpentine in the house so she could clean up her oil brushes after finishing a painting? And then there were those long summer afternoons when I hid out behind the garage with my science fiction and fantasy books churning up ideas for my own stories. No one bothered me there.
As long as I did not hurt myself or others or destroy property, I could do pretty much anything I wanted. Creatively speaking, I didn’t turn out too bad after all — even without the moon baths.
Maybe I did have mentors after all.
Lori G. (c) 2010
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My Grandparents were a total inspiration to me- but they did it by being honest in who they were- those wonderful personalities the good the bad the funny the flaws just shone.
Plans are good, direction is good but at some point you have to be that kid on the skateboard who zooms down the giant hill and says, ‘exactly how do I stop this thing?’
You know what that is like Lori- that’s why you are so kewl
Thank you, Anita Marie. I really do appreciate that. Backatcha!
My parents were not into the art scene at all. In fact they thought it a waste of time. When I tried to pursue creative endeavors, I was told in no uncertain manner that I would amount to nothing. Parents, although thinking they are doing the right thing, don’t realize the damage they are doing.
Vi
The highest compliment is that paintings I did in high school (and even junior high now that I think about it) are still on the walls of my parents’ living room.