But I've been free of school for fifty five years. And the great thing is, I don't need to compare myself with anyone else. My body is a weird shape following a severe motor cycle crash and a bilateral mastectomy but I've found somewhere to swim without feeling self conscious. I can sew adequately and take really pleasure in being creative with a needle.
So that leaves art. Shame about that. I'll never be able to paint or draw. Or can I?
One place where I have found inspiration is Kirsten's blog "A letter from home". Kirsten does some lovely little sketches on her blog. I don't think she'll mind if I say they aren't great art but they are fun and they have inspired me to have a go. They are so appealing and immediate.
Then the WI has an on line drawing club. This little drawing (poppies before you ask) was this month's picture and the instructor takes us through it step by step. We use felt tips which must be the most unintimidating medium ever. The instuctor is a primary school teacher who has our measure!
And I've just bought my first paint box since I left school and I'm planning on having a crack at water colour painting. I've found on line classes on painting flowers.
Maybe I'll find courage to put a few attempts on my blog.
Well done trying to sew and draw, again. I hated sewing at school, but, I discovered the joy of embroidering just around the time I left school. Then, I learned how to do patchwork and I've continued with that, ever since. I like to draw and paint, too, although I am not very good at it. Looking forward to seeing what you might paint in the upcoming days and weeks. :)
ReplyDeleteSo am I!
DeleteKirsten's little sketches are lovely. As is your poppy picture. Keep going, who knows where it will lead you...
ReplyDeleteThey're great. She's such a creative person in so many ways.
DeleteKirsten's little sketches are lovely. As is your poppy picture. Keep going, who knows where it will lead you...
ReplyDeleteI like your poppies.
ReplyDeleteDrawing skipped two generations here. My Grandad could draw and my daughter can paint and draw, but me - no chance!
I'd love to see your drawings. I don't know if it's the wisdom that comes from aging, or the freedom of retirement, but I have given up on trying to be what others expect of me. If who I was then was not enough for them, who I am now will never be either. I do things for my own enjoyment and try not to feel guilty for my selfishness in it.
ReplyDeleteI like your poppies. It's amazing what we can do when there is no pressure to 'do well'.
ReplyDeletePoppies and cornflour, what could be nicer!
ReplyDeletesorry, Cornflower!!!
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