A Prolific Creator
I was listening to a podcast this morning. The interviewer always starts with the artist's origin story. Were you the arty kid? I most certainly was an arty kid. My parent's both worked with their hands and always encouraged me to do so as well. I remember getting a tiny set of tools when I was quite young. Dad let me use them to 'help' build our garage. Mom knitted and sewed. There were always fabric scraps that I could use. I am so glad that I took a photo of the stuffies I created when I was about 11 years old. I am pretty sure they ended up in the garbage as Mom was never overly sentimental. Birthdays and Christmas often brought arts and crafts supplies. My oldest brother gave me a good set of paintbrushes possibly around the age of 14ish. I still have them! I was also pretty resourceful and found clay at a creek near our home. There was a Bell telephone building not terribly far away and you could scrounge colourful wire from their dumpster. I rem