In 6th grade my art teacher told me I was bad at art. I don't remember if she said it outright or just harshly critiqued my work, but the message got through loud and clear. And they definitely told me that I wasn't making good art because I wasn't properly following directions.
Then my own children inspired me to ignore what others have said about my art and to create art just for the joy of it.
This weekend, my art was hanging on a gallery wall getting complements.
And so was some of Onyx's.
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