All the things I have accomplished in My Life in Art, I have basically taught myself. Other than basic courses in high school and one or two survey courses in college, I have never had a formal art education. I decide I want to learn something and I immerse myself in the subject. I've said before I have been drawing since I could hold a pencil but until, I don't know, ten to fifteen years ago, I never took myself seriously as an artist.
When I want to learn how to do something, I usually manage to become fairly proficient in it. Bookbinding, drawing, watercolor, I think I manage pretty well. However, I have tried painting with acrylics before and, to be honest, I just didn't get it. The instruction books weren't getting through to me. I never stopped thinking about it.
But I'm stubborn. I decided around September of this year that I wanted try again to learn to paint. I got books from the library, took online courses, watched YouTube videos. I painted in my head. Eventually, a had a moment of clarity. I said to no one in particular "I think I get it now."
So, for Christmas, I asked for and received a gift of painting supplies from my in-laws.
It still took me a few days to work up the courage to try painting. My inner critic was constantly feeding me bullshit lies, as inner critics usually do. Tonight, however, I ignored my IC, sat down and gave it my best shot. The two miniature paintings at the top are the result. I have to say I am pretty proud of them.
The message I bring is that if you want to learn to do something, just dive in. Use your local library. The internet is, as usual, a wealth of information. Sign up for a Skillshare class. And just remember, your inner critic is a HUGE jerk and is not concerned with your happiness or well-being. The more you ignore your inner critics, the quieter they become.
So, what are you waiting for?