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Everyone who knows me would say that there is an undeniable
artistic vein in me, but not everyone knows that I suck at drawing. I can draw
a stick figure and even that not very well.
And that’s about it.
It’s rather embarrassing.
My sister is a successful architect who runs her own
business. My niece has Masters Degree in Fine Arts. Both my kids surpassed me in
their artistic abilities when they entered second grade.
Truly they left me in the chalk dust.
I am not comparing but it’s plain humiliating.
Surprisingly enough, living my artistically challenged life
while surrounded with prodigies hasn’t been enough to get me to overcome my
fear of blank sheet of paper inside a drawing pad.
In fact, I think it only pushed me deeper into a hidey hole.
I admit, I have remarkable capacity to bury my fears deep
down where nobody can see them. And then
pretend that I don’t even care.
That was then.
I can’t quite put my
finger exactly on what pushed me over the edge this time.
Maybe it's a midlife crisis. I am too old not to know how to draw like a fourth or a fifth grader!
Perhaps it’s been a cumulative effect of tiny victories in
overcoming my fear of baking, fear of knitting and crocheting, fear of Spanish
and French. Fear of painting wood cabinets. Fear of experts. Fear of amatures. Fear of…
Now you must think… Wow,
that’s a lot of fears! And since curious minds want to know, you probably
wonder,
How in the world did
you overcome all those fears?
As much as I may want to say, I just prayed and Jesus took all those fears away, which, of course, is 100% true, the answer goes
even deeper than that.
It’s called YouTube.
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