Never Too Late To Have A Great Childhood








Talent is highly overrated. 

Did you need to be talented to ride a bike the first time? Did you feel you weren’t talented enough to sculpt, or sing, or paint, or be a chef or write a story or a song? You may have given up on those creative longings from long ago, considering yourself talentless.

I saw the world through a different set of eyes than my family and peers. I didn’t start out “talented.” I wanted to express what I saw and felt in some way, so I gravitated towards drawing. I really really wanted to learn to draw. It took years to develop skill, and just as many to consider myself capable of learning. To achieve a lifelong dream. I didn’t consider it a talent, only a different way of seeing the world. 

Pay attention to the things you wanted to do or be when you’re a child. They reveal much about who you are. 

 As a kid, drawing and coloring were my favorite past times. Those crayons were constantly needing to be replaced. Home was a household of 10 filled with authoritarianism and unspoken pain. I found solace locked up in my room reading about dancers, painters, writers, so I sketched. I was bored at school and only perked up during art class. When I was 9 my drawing of a flower with a butterfly perched on top was published in a local newspaper. During grade school, I sold drawings during recess to my classmates of large-headed, tall and skinny girls. 

Unfortunately, life systematically and brutally thrust my dream to the wind. In a bizarre twist of fate, I gave it all up. (Later I may elaborate in other blog posts or my e-courses). Let’s just say that while I attended a prestigious art college, raring to go, an instructor burst my bubble by implying that I couldn’t draw and should change my major. SO, I changed my major and dropped the dream.

 Twenty years later, due to a huge upheaval in my early 40’s, I came face to face with my dream again. I found myself alone with my newly burgeoning creativity. I had been out of touch with it due to a lifetime of disconnect from my creative self. Something started to take flight and I was exhilarated. My dream was singular: to be an artist of some sort. So it was easier to pick up where I left off at 20 and pick it right back up at 40. 

The creative self had always been there, even through the dark and lonely days. Even during the wonderful years when my children were little (my creativity manifested in homeschooling:). Even when recurrent illnesses knocked me down for months or even years. Even during the many years as a young adult when I felt I was terrible at drawing and painting, and “who did I think I was anyway?” When a child comes out of years of traumatic experiences, your self-worth is practically non-existent. This results in a deep core belief that you don’t deserve to fulfill your dreams. In my case, it was inevitable that I would have an extended period of believing I was “unworthy and “undeserving.” (To view some of my work, click HERE)

Continuing to push through my insecurities, making art became a form of long-overdue therapy. Thus I began to understand that opening to the creative state was a profound way for one to connect to one’s authentic self, who one really is deep down. It is innate in each one of us to make things; it’s part of our humanity to create. To agree to learn something new, in this case, something creative, opens up pathways in the brain, pathways into unknown territory. When we move forward and push through the discomfort, we can learn to do anything.  All you need is time, not talent.

I’ll end with giving you one piece of advice:

“Just start!”

Make time. Don’t wait until you have the all the special materials, like easels, or fancy papers and canvases, or Sennelier pastels (my fav). Don’t wait until you’ve signed up for a pottery class (though that may come later) or have set up the perfect space for it. It’s gonna be a teensy weensy beginning, for now. In part 2 next week, we’ll delve into why and how we sabotage ourselves, and  I’ll walk you through some steps to get you started, and be a child again.

P.S. Please leave your comments below. I’d love to hear from you.

P.S.S. If you are interested in digging deeper and need some guidance getting started, sign up here and I will save your spot in my e-course “10 Easy Ways To Be More Creative” starting this Fall. Having spent many years as a private art tutor, I will be available for one-on-one free coaching and instruction via email, for a limited time and for a handful of peeps. I’m thrilled to be able to do this, so take me up on it!



4 thoughts on “Never Too Late To Have A Great Childhood

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  3. Maggie T. Reply

    Irene, I love this painting! Done in chalk pastels I’m guessing. It’s beautiful.
    And I am so looking forward to when you start your e-course.

    Looking ahead and not behind to being creative,


    • admin Post authorReply

      Thank you. It’s done in oil pastels. Course is in the testing phase before launch. Will let you know when it’s going to start

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