Your comment is very pertinent to me. I was smarter than the average bear growing up, but felt I had no artistic talent whatsoever, so I stifled that part of me, and always went on the brainiac/analytical way of looking at things. I learned much later that I do have a creative side also. I can’t draw worth a damn, but I can take decent photos, and I’m somewhat into poetry. The friend that gave me this book is encouraging me to stretch, to take chances, to fail, and to try again. It’s been good for me. I’m grateful. Learning to let go of those negative voices in my head.
Yes, I love FReepers, too. I learn humility when I least suspect it’s coming.
I can barely draw a straight line most of the time but me and cameras get along very well, even a as teen with a Canon Sureshot.
Limited as it was, people as rule liked what they saw.
I guess that is how I wound up working in television for a number of years. Low level educational and state government stuff. Even after getting into another line of work, I produced stock footage clips for a number of years until it wasn’t worth doing any more.
Even with tools like Photoshop or GIMP, I’m not great at drawing something from scratch.