Of Tree and Stone

Reclaimed wood from the Saskatchewan prairies

I’m curious to know how many people have had an influential teacher in their past that awakened a skill and helped bring into existence a lifelong passion. When we connect with a powerful guidance that teaches in a way that makes sense to us, endless doors of opportunity are opened (if you’re open to them, of course).

As possibly a surprise to no one – I had a pretty remarkable art teacher throughout high school. Her style of teaching creativity was incredibly encouraging and open. The words “I can’t” in our classroom were as bad as any swear word. There were no “I can’t draw human eyes” or “I can’t mix colours properly” allowed. You kept trying and you kept learning – because the only moment you fail with creativity is when you give up.
I was inspired to see creative expression as what it is – a meditative practice that has no rules, laws, or boundaries. It is not a competition. There is no ‘good’ or ‘bad’ with art– everyone expresses themselves differently, each expression being as beautiful and honest as the next. Some people are just more practiced than others because they’re willing to commit their time and immerse themselves in the discomforts of growing. (As you can say with literally any skill or talent)
 
I’m immensely grateful to have had my art teacher, Alison, be such a memorable and positive impact on my life. It was one of the only classes I looked forward to throughout high school. And although it took me years and years after graduation to really hone in my artistic ability and style, her methods are still with me. There is no more “I can’t” taking up space in my head. Nobody has time for that sh*t.