When I was a little girl, around 6 years old, I was very shy and was bullied a lot in school for being chubby. I remember being in Grade 1 and we all had to draw farm animals. I did a cow! When we all had to share our pieces, I could see my cow drawing was the best one out of everyones! But I also knew, that because I was the bullied kid, no one else was going to admit it was the best.
That was the first time I knew I was really good at art! I didn't have any friends and things weren't good at home, but I had discovered this part of myself, that I was good at drawing, and that made me feel special!
As I got older, I was fortunate that my parents always provided me with pencils, textas and paper, so I could practise my drawing. I've always loved colour! I'd happily spend hours putting my coloured pencils in colour gradient order (this is a neurodivergent thing as well!).
And as I went to different schools and my family went through its own problems, art was my safe space to go, where I could escape into fashion sketches or drawings of vampires and monsters, or just play around learning how to draw geometric shapes in 3d and apply shadows. That creative spark I discovered when I was 6 grew into a flame and eventually a passion that fuelled me through hard times and even gave me joy and entertainment when I just wanted to have fun expressing myself!
How is it for you all? When did you discover that creative spark? Is it a part of you that has always been there and had a chance to grow?
Or is it a shy little spark, that you've always wanted to grow, but been too busy or too intimidated to let out?
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