My whole life, as long as I can remember I have enjoyed painting, or at least scribbling. All my school booklets were full of scetches, every page. But my mother always made me feel like I was worthless for drawing. One time she looked down at me and scoffed: "Anybody can do that!"
Because of that I have never really painted alot, I never ever thought I would one day feel worthy enough to call myself an artist! I still feel awkward calling myself an artist, and I still don't paint as regularly as I would like to. I feel like there is this invisible block. Before, I sensed it was there, but I didn't know what it was. Now I am slowly realizing that it had something to do with a low sense of self-worth. Realization is the first step I guess! :) Now that I am in the USA, my new family has been much kinder to me and much more generous with praise. Being pre-conditioned negatively, I still don't trust people when they praise me. But: I'm looking forward to getting more used to praise!! :D
I adore your paintings!!!!!!!! wow. Everything in me resonates with your blog. My self doubt, my hesitancy to do something that makes me happy even when it doesn't pay the bills and on and on and on..you are very talented. I had a grade 4 teacher go down on her knees and hold my hand..she said to me, " never stop drawing." It's too bad I listened to the negative people in my life instead of her. She is in my heart though. Soo glad I found your blog! xo
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Thanks you guys! :) Glynis, you are so right, why do we only listen to the negative voices around us?
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