Long ago I wanted to be a fine artist...and by that, I mean working for Hallmark. I actually had a chance to design something for them once, not sure if they made it but hope they did, so I can cross that off the bucket list.
Drawing has always been a source of comfort for me, very much like a favorite blanket or teddy bear. It's not something I do well enough to continue to feed the bulldog, and with photo shop it may well become as relevant as devining, but its my thing and I enjoy it.
I draw to keep me from killing people.
I draw to avoid housework.
I draw to make me feel like I am doing something relevant and useful.
I draw because I can't sew.
I draw to avoid reality.
I draw to make me happy.
And sometimes I draw for people who actually pay me money, but those gigs are few and far between. In fact, while getting my taxes ready for last year I realized I haden't designed anything for a paying customer last year...or the year prior.
Guess that part of what I do is over. *sigh*
So now I dink around with pencils, crayons and pastels, for no other reason than because I can.
And that makes me happy.
As someone who has known you a veryyy long time, let me say that, for those of us who can draw a crooked line, let alone a straight one, many of us have always marveled and envyed you for you talent. What impresses people most is how you carry it. Not in a 'Hey look what I can do' but more in, 'Really! You like it huh?' I still have a Mickey Mouse you did for me in school. You should sign it for me so I can sell it on EBAY! LOL From the short kid in your life
ReplyDeleteGinny B, Remember me? A fan of your extrordinalaty. A long lost friend, when Maybee ends, and now is most importantly!
ReplyDeleteoooh...a poem! But I need more clues!
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