So that is how it starts.
You're drawing in class on lined notebook paper when suddenly
"This is really neat. . . I wonder how I can do more of this?"
Once you move from pencils to pens
The whole aspect of your creation changes
Almost as if a progression from one medium
Encourages an entirely new idea
To create an infinite desire
For more of those beautiful things you've accomplished
Suddenly you have books, and binders full
Full of drawings and sketches
Doodles and intricate designs
Depending all upon your mood that day
You never quit creating
Hell creating when you were sad produced some decent work
And then a miracle happens
You discover paint
On a large scale
You have to have a 4x4 foot canvas!
The entire grassy yard!
Just to bring into this world what you have had bottled up inside
All those little impulses laid out in front of you
For the whole world to see!
Excited and passionate about expressing this great giant piece you have before a board of judges . . .
You suddenly see someone who did fantastic . . .
Then you realize that they did better
Their work had control
The right shade of green you tried for days to obtain
(With vigorous mixing and failed attempts)
And sadly fall
Deep into a creative rut
Feeling like you've hit the bottom . . .
Like you'll never be any better than them
Right when you're laying there on the grass
Covering yourself in that "shamed" loose canvas you thought was beautiful
A light shines
It shines upon something so small
That little blade of grass
With a single dew drop
Your eyes widen and you instantly become obsessed with its minor beauty
And the light disappears but you still have that image burned into your brain
Frantically you search for the right tools to bring that image back
That beautiful little scene from such a tiny world
You make due with what you have
The end product being, not quite what you expected
But enough for you to try again
This is how the creation process works. You do not abandon your gift, just because you think someone is better than you. That's not how life works. Those little nuances are there to show you what you are capable of, so keep it up! Even if you think one piece is so atrocious that it will never see the light of day again, use it. Tear it up and mix it in with something else, that's the beauty of mixed media. Of true art really, using something that was once unacceptable and making it desirable. Do not give up hope. Even if you feel like you can't you CAN, everything that had been created today started with that simple
And it only takes a moment for all of those ideas to flash through your mind, and for you to be aware of them.