I don't really remember much of an art life when I was very young. I do remember coloring. There were a couple of coloring books that I must have taken to kindergarten with me. I have pictures that were colored and signed by one of my classmates. The other page was done by me. We shared the book as we colored.
Then I do remember making a great many Christmas decorations with my Mom over the years.
I also remember doing some art projects in school. I know or felt like mine were never very good. I have one picture of a horse that I drew while I was in the big room. It is the only thing I felt like I had drawn well.
There were many times through high school and college that I would sit somewhere and wish that I could draw If I was ever brave enough to actually put paper and pencil together I would see and know how terrible it was.
Then after my kids were born I would color and draw with them. I watched as my husband drew things I thought were amazing. I saw the growth in my children's drawing. And I continued to wish that I could draw.
Then last year after I had been living back at my parents' house with my kids, I had decided to try and draw one of my favorite anime characters. It did not suck. When my kids saw it they knew who it was. They thought it was good.
I knew it was the best thing I had ever drawn. So I tried another. Again it was not terrible. I was hooked. So I bought myself a little drawing notebook. (It is just a little book. Now I wonder if I chose a little one so that I could hide it away if I needed. A big drawing book would be there in the open for all to have seen it. Hmm. Or if I drew little pictures I thought they might not look as bad as if I drew large ones. I will have to think about this just a bit more.) I drew several different pictures. I haven't spent a lot of time drawing in the last few months. But I know that I can do it, at least it isn't terrible.