I have been thinking a lot about my childhood this week. Going home can do that to a person. I grew up on a small cattle and timber ranch in northern Idaho. I spent a lot of hours outside. I worked hard, played hard, and over all, have some great memories.
The thing I was thinking about this week was the times when I would sit and draw, or paint. I didn’t spend nearly enough time working on my art work. It was viewed as a waste of time and not something to spend time on. Reading was also discouraged at times because I needed to “get outside and get some work done”. It wasn’t that reading wasn’t a good thing. It was more about the fact that I would get caught up in a good book and forget to go do my chores. I probably had the same issue when I was drawing.
While we have been in Idaho, I have been encouraging my girls to draw and read. They are getting lots of hours to do both and they seem to be enjoying it. I brought a sketch pad too, but I seem to be having a hard time starting.
Do you feel guilty sitting down to do your own work?
Where you encouraged to spend time doing what you loved as a child? Do you encourage your children (if you have any) to work on art, music, crafts, etc?