I have to thank my dad for the gift of using my hands as tools for creating. He was always drawing (mainly cowboys) or in the shop designing various things using wood or metal. He was great at creating wooden guns and rings out of ordinary nuts. I still have my two treasured rings he made for me (one has a gold cut-out of Texas on the top of silver metal and the other has a raised metal diamond). I remember asking my mom to show me how to make a bunny out of Play-Doh at the age of four or five. She tried and then said, "Why don't you let Dad show you when he gets home. He's the creative one." He even made a television "remote" out of a cane of bamboo or something so I could access the buttons on my quite old tv during my recuperation from a car wreck. He showed me that ordinary items can be repurposed into beautiful treasures, practical tools or just interesting things that serve as a pieces of imagination at play!
My parents are artists and they've shared their veins with me. I guess I got lots o' veins from them. I can thank them for my passion to create!
