I come from a somewhat artistic family. My mom is great with her hands, using them to sew, knit and crochet, and later in life picked up a paintbrush and demonstrated some skill as an artist. Her sister is actually an artist and has painted all her life, as well as teaching others in the form. I am not a seamstress, knitter or crocheter, and dropped art after grade eight.
There are perhaps two
pieces of art I produced that I am not ashamed of: a painting of a whale that I
probably did in elementary school or junior high, and a watercolour of a
sunflower in a vase that I did when my aunt taught a one-night workshop in my
home.
From my father’s side it would appear that I acquired
a decent singing voice. I do enjoy singing and have been in both small groups
and in choirs over the course of my life. I took vocal music in high school and
at one point thought I would like to be a solo artist. But I knew I wasn’t
sufficiently competitive, the industry was/is pretty cut-throat, and I wasn’t
likely suited to it.
So here I am. It’s the writer’s life for me. God gave me a gift for words and a love of reading which goes hand-in-hand. I often think what a blessing it is that God has given many, if not all of us some form of creativity. He is the Creator, the One with the biggest imagination, and He made us in His image. Thus our creative abilities which bring us such joy.
How cool is that?
________________Every good present and every perfect gift comes from above, from the Father who made the sun, moon, and stars. The Father doesn’t change like the shifting shadows produced by the sun and the moon. (James 1:17, GW)
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