When I was sixteen a friend of my parents took me on to give me painting lessons. I do not think it was a long time, but I did love doing it and everyone said it was wonderful. I think my daughter has the painting of Anne Hathway's cottage. I was doing college prep in High School. So I never took art classes, for one thing I thought all the people in art class were stupid and or not cool.
When I went to college I studied first Home Ec, and then Apparel Merchandising. There were always design classes or creative classes like clothes design. I thought at the time that I could be a clothes designer, but I was too interested in men and my soon to be husband. In some ways college was wasted on me, and in other ways I got a back ground for life long interests in other areas.
I left college and went to work at he University of California Berkeley, and then was only time I worked. We, Micheal and I had three girls and that was my job. But I was always creative.
I was subject to depression and anxiety. I desperately needed creativity. I tried many things including, sewing (I did a lot of that) for myself and my girls. I always wanted to sell something and make a buck. I thought my girls clothes were terrific and they, especially in the later years, did not think so. I tried painting and did okay, some nice, but all the time I wondered where my next painting would come and I felt a fraud and a little of a wannabe. I tried writing and got through a first draft of a short novel. There I really felt a fraud and I did not know how to keep a "voice". I went through many phase of knitting and I did some pretty nice sweaters, actually a few fabulous. I did design children's sweater and tried to sell them. I did not do well at that. This included most work on a knitting machine. Hand knitting was slow, but it was always a good friend to return to. I do not knit now because my finger gets out of joint.
Six years ago I started a blog thinking it would be the shortest blog in history. But it still live going through a life of its own of ups and downs Sometimes I think of it as for my self and other times I mostly think of it for others. I took Holly Beckers blogging class, and I happened the other night to find a list of those whose blogs I then. There were few still blogging. I added photos to my blog usually.But through her class I learned how valuable photos were and I started trying to improve my photography. Once I started that I never looked back. I threw myself into photography. I have my IPhone, my SLR and for Christmas I got a very nice point and shoot for my purse. This is where I am at the moment. One of my goals for the year is to print more photos.
My health goes up and down and sideways. I am not sure my goal is any longer to sell. I think likely selling is a huge effort that likely I am not ready to put forth. I am working on Project Life for the first time and I hope that it will promote my photography.
January 16, 2012
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Enjoyed your story, Sally. I just thought it would be a good idea to get to know the other Sallys in class. Love that idea.
ReplyDeleteLovely meeting you.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your story. Looking forward to seeing more of your art and where Beyond Layers takes you. :)
ReplyDeleteYet another great story ... this year is going to be so rewarding ...
ReplyDeleteI know that feeling of depression, I have battled with it since my late 20's and know how much my art helps. The most important person in your art is you no one else.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your story. I can relate to attempting various forms of art before finding one that fits with you. I hope you are surviving all the snow. All of my family is up in the Puget Sound area and stuck in their homes.
ReplyDeleteYes, Allison, I am stuck in the snow. Thanks all for reading my story.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your story. I look forward to sharing this journey with you.
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