I'm a member of the town's Parks, Cultural and Beautification Advisory Board. We were discussing commissioning the creation of mural(s) at today's meeting. Wow, memories that I tried to bury for decades came flooding back.
I thought back more than half a century to when I had drawn Little Jack Honer who Sat in a Corner on the corner in my children's bedroom. My kids were about 2 and 3 years old and this was just before I started going to college full time. I remember that my drawing was good and well detailed.My husband had no problem with it and thought it was rather cute. Then along came my mother-in-law. She took one look at the wall and my drawing and said no way that would ruin the value of the house, the house that she and my father-in-law helped us buy.
My drawing was done with a lead pencil and I haven't painted it yet so I washed it off the wall and never again attempted a drawing much less another mural. My mother-in-law found fault in pretty much everything I did. This didn't help as my marriage was failing, I was miserable and I wanted a divorce. About that time I started college and at the end of my freshman year I divorced my husband. Three years later I graduated with a Bachelor of Science and had a job waiting for me. My kids and I moved to the Chicago area.
I never really tried drawing anything again until decades later when I started making wall hangings using large metal rings, blank plastic masks, lots of leather and feathers. I painted the faces and sold most them. I still have happy kitten and unhappy kitten. I haven't made a wall hanging for years but I still have all my supplies, perhaps someday.
Every now and then I would buy a sketch pad and pencils but I just lost my enthusiasm decades ago because I let my mother-in-law get to me, my fault, I gave her power over me. Now that I took that painful trip down memory lane... well I just ordered drawing supplies and will try again.

