As with many of my friends, I am a self taught artist. Throughout my life, I have been attracted to arts and crafts. During my teens and early twenties, I cooked and did a lot of sewing. Looking back now, the only painting that I did was a paint-by-numbers kitten that my Mother and Dad had framed and which hung in their house until Mother finally had to sell the house and move closer to us. Now I wonder what happened to that "painting". I have often dabbled in painting doing props for performances at school and church.
Many years ago, I bought some rubber stamps and began making my own greeting cards then I got into scrapbooking and have numerous books put together. That is a wonderful way to be creative and relive those memories. I haven't had much time to scrapbook lately but have lots of pictures organized along with huge amounts of paper, stickers, ribbon, and tools just waiting for my hands.
In 2004 I actually created my first "painting" in acrylics. After going back to college, I was told that I had to do some hands on art as part of the curriculum. After much discussion with my professor, we decided that I should walk outside and take a photo of what I saw then try to paint it. I did and now I look back and see how bad it was. Although the painting is framed and hanging on the wall today, I still look at it and think that I am glad that I can do better now.