When I was 9 I found an ad in the back of a magazine titled, “Draw this”. I remember doing a pencil sketch of Bambi and sending it in. I just knew I would be a first prize winner. I never heard from them. I wish I still had that sketch.
When I was 11, I watched my Dad paint a mural on the living room wall of a new home across the street. I watched him every day with amazement.
When my nephew was around 5, I picked up a camera and made him sit in the sunset, put a cowboy hat on his head, and a piece of hay in his mouth. When I got that first roll of film back I fell in love with the art of photography and spent the next 25 years taking portraits of anyone who would let me. But I knew it wasn't all I wanted to do.
One day I was looking through the lens at a mother pushing her daughter on a swing with the sun streaming towards me creating a silhouette. I was always taught to put the sun behind me, but I took the chance on what I thought would be a piece of art. When I picked up the roll of film and saw that picture it looked like a beautiful painting.
Until I picked up a paint brush, I was never driven about anything like I am with painting. I understand now how God gives every one of us a gift and how we are responsible for finding a place to share it with others.
When I was 11, I watched my Dad paint a mural on the living room wall of a new home across the street. I watched him every day with amazement.
When my nephew was around 5, I picked up a camera and made him sit in the sunset, put a cowboy hat on his head, and a piece of hay in his mouth. When I got that first roll of film back I fell in love with the art of photography and spent the next 25 years taking portraits of anyone who would let me. But I knew it wasn't all I wanted to do.
One day I was looking through the lens at a mother pushing her daughter on a swing with the sun streaming towards me creating a silhouette. I was always taught to put the sun behind me, but I took the chance on what I thought would be a piece of art. When I picked up the roll of film and saw that picture it looked like a beautiful painting.
Until I picked up a paint brush, I was never driven about anything like I am with painting. I understand now how God gives every one of us a gift and how we are responsible for finding a place to share it with others.
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"People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered: Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives: Be kind anyway. What you spend years creating others could destroy overnight: Create anyway. If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous: Be happy anyway. The good you do today, will often be forgotten: Do good anyway. Give the best you have, and it may never be enough: Give your best anyway. In the final analysis, it is between you and God: It was never between you and them anyway." Mother Teresa
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