My Dear Sue:
What a wonderful question you have posed. I would like to try to answer as best as I can.
I have always been “artistic” as they would call it back in horse and wagon days when I was young. I believe that all three words are intertwined with one another and you can’t have one without the others. You can’t create without inspiration, and whatever you create is art, no matter what anyone else thinks of it. While some may have a natural gift, others have within them the seed of such that just hasn’t been cultivated or nurtured.
Any kid who has come up with a lie to get out of trouble is creative, their inspiration is staying out of trouble (or sometimes far worse consequences) and some have been quite gifted at manuevering through the landmines of growing up.
I am the fifth daughter of seven daughters born to an alcoholic father and an under educated mother. Both my parents were abusive. My father beat on my mother and she in turn beat on us. Sometimes it was just verbal, other times it was physical. With seven children, someone was always doing something that got them in trouble. Whenever either parent was inconvenienced by us kids and our misbehavior, everyone got served a bit of “discipline”.
Daydreams, fantasies, story writing, drawing comics, writing poems and painting became my escape from the harsh life at home. I learned to crochet, knit, work with clay, watercolors and India ink. I taught myself to cook and sew. I became a jack of all trades, as they say–and a master of none, really. But my point is that this helped with my survival. The ‘nonsense’ that filled my head kept me sane, in spite of the consensus that it was a worthless waste of time that was better served with reading books and studying hard. (which at the time I thought was boring).
The child’s mind that is filled with questions that go unanswered, needs that go unmet and a battered self-esteem becomes a playground for creativity whatever avenue it takes. In inspiration lies awe, in creativity lies the outlet, and in art the voice that would be silenced by others, speaks.
Thank you for giving others and myself an opportunity to share.
With Much Affection,
@GranniAnnie_ (from Twitter)