I was kidding when I said I was trying to avoid laboring on Labor Day, but the universe took me seriously and my poor home computer is suffering the last of it's way over due death throes. Very bad news for me, because that will mean I have to spend more time at the office, dressed, and looking like a working person. Sucks.
I've been piddling around in my craft room for the last couple of days, working on a wall hanging for fall. Before I could read I was a mad drawer... person who drew... I make masks, sew, paint abstracts and decorate. But my passion is writing. Most of the artists I interview also write, but their passion is ART. I will tell you I'm not a great painter, but then I've never had any formal art training, so how do I know I couldn't be a great painter? That got me thinking about people in general, and the gifts everyone might have that they don't even know they possess. Wouldn't it be interesting to see what developed if every child were required to take art, music and creative writing all 12 years they were in school?