My dad taught me to start where I am, to practice and to put in consistent effort.
I was up about fairly early this Sunday morning thinking about my father~
When I was a young girl, my dad got up super early Sunday mornings to go play golf with his buddies. I would wait at home for him and learned how to make him a nice breakfast for when he got home.
I made 2 eggs sunny side up, 2 slices of toast, some bacon & sliced tomatoes. My mother always liked things plated beautifully so I learned how to slice the tomato carefully and lay down three slices, sprinkled with chopped green onions.
He liked ketchup on the side, and pepper on his eggs.
Dad was a very good cook, much more comfortable in the kitchen than my Mom.
After breakfast Dad & I always did things together.
If he had yard work to do or was cutting some wood, he'd get me to sit on the end of the wood to hold it, while he sawed away to cut it the right length.
Sometimes we'd drive down to Lumberland on Lougheed Highway to pick up hardware. I loved it. I was like the boy he never had and of course, when I was with Mom, we did all girl things.
Dad also taught me how to draw and as I hung out with all my boy cousins, I drew Monster faces.
My Father's side of the family was very artistic, there were artists, architects, singers, and musicians.
I ended up being physically artistic with my skating, and besides, I could draw Monster faces.
Who knew that my drawing skills who parlay into a multimillion dollar career in fashion??
So if you are feeling stumped about your sketching skills, and feel like they are all coming out like Monsters, it's a great place to start.
In pondering the legacy of my Father today, I wish you all a very happy and joyous day.
Now let's all go and draw some Monster faces ~
Happy Father's Day!!
Cydney
AKA The Product Genie
