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#blogExodus – Fake It til You Make It

Wednesday, 28 March 2012

People are usually surprised to learn that I do not consider myself artistic.

I can write.
I can sing.
And while those fit under the larger umbrella of art, I have always considered an artistic person as someone who can draw. Or sculpt. Or paint. Heck, even someone who can doodle.
In other words, not. me.

[Yes, I’ve had a bad experience and yes, I’ve talked about it in therapy. OK??]

And yet, I have somehow produced a daughter who has always love arts and crafts. Is she any good? Probably not…but who cares. She loves it. And at this stage of her life, that is what really matters.

Until she decided to co-lead a program for her Brownie Troop. “Art-to-Wear.” She picked…face painting. FACE-PAINTING!!! Why not tie-dye or friendship bracelets or something else that I learned at camp? Oh — and the best part — the moms of the co-leaders were meant to assist.

Don’t worry, Mama, you can look at the instructions in the book, she reassured me.

Which worked. Until the girl who requested a bunny. And there were no bunny instructions in the farkakte book.

Thirty-six years have passed since that awful art experience. Two lifetimes. if you’re into gematria. And still I worry what people will think of my artistic endeavours.
But these little girls? They didn’t care. They loved the whole activity. And I pretended that I knew what I was doing.

And, by the looks of the bunny on the lower right corner of the the collage, I am a very good pretender.

This post is part of a larger project, coordinated by The Ima, in preparation for Festival of Redemption, Passover. Feel free to head over to her place and thank her for dreaming up such a creative way for us to understand the themes of Passover in our own lives.

3 Comments leave one →
  1. pjgbooks permalink
    Thursday, 29 March 2012 10:52 am

    You make me laugh & cry! I also had a “bad experience” in h.s. art. Back in the dark ages, we only had drawing classes and I was a bit challenged in the visual-spatial dept. After 1 semester of struggling to draw w/ perspective, I was gently persuaded to drop the class. (I also had a Math teacher discourage me from taking Algebra 2, b/c as a girl I wouldn’t need higher math, he said. Seriously, I’m not that old!) Anyway…

    It took me more than a lifetime (18+ yrs) to venture into the pottery studio. Want to know a life lesson that I learned at the wheel? What matters most is the desire to create art. The rest is just practice. 10,000 hours to reach mastery of the craft. So, you have earned your Brownie Badge in face painting, and now you are free to explore other media as you work toward your 10,000 hours. You have the soul of an artist!

  2. Megan permalink
    Friday, 30 March 2012 3:01 am

    I’m thinking that some Megan/Frume Children (and if we’re lucky Frume Sarah) crafting time this summer is definitely in order!! Pinterest has given me tons of kids crafting ideas, and since I don’t babysit up here, I haven’t been able to try them :(

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