I love this quote! It’s by Gail Devers, a three-time Olympic champion in track-and-field.
It reminds me of the days when I started painting lessons many years ago. I was placed in a class with experienced students, although encouraging words were coming from all of them, I still felt out-of-place… wondering if I will ever reach their standards.
Their work was beautiful and I was overwhelmed by their talent, they were completing real paintings, and there I was practicing strokes and dabs on black cardboard while learning the proper angle to position the brush, the correct pressure to apply, flicks of the wrist and all the rest.
I practiced at home, I practiced in class, practiced at any spare moment I had.
Then finally the day came when I painted my first project: a doorstop painted with tiny green leaves and dot daisies. I was thrilled….
My family was thrilled too, although they were a little sceptical at first…
they thought I bought it.