Public Speaking - what was I afraid of?
In the past public speaking, heck the thought of public speaking, would make me shake in my boots and start stammering "um,,, ahhhhhh" Not sure what changed this time. I was asked to give a 30 minute speech on the ornament and guild and gallery and not only did I keep in my time limit - not over or under - I recieved complements on content and presentation. I'm really happy with how it turned out. I did miss some key points, and with some practice I can be less "stiff" and more charismatic. It was the oddest thing, it was like my speech teacher from college was saying "stand here, cover these points, look around the room, now move here and use a prop" it was kinda neat actually. I'm not afraid of public speaking anymore.
I have also started a local Artist Way group - and the interest is blowing me away. I hope we get a nice solid group that everyone - myself included - can benefit from. It starts January 18th - I'm excited! I am hoping for a casual open atmosphere where we can discuss each chapter each week, and I actually would rather have my listening ears on for these sessions. I learn so very much from the conversations that come from each chapter. Things I didn't realize were normal, or issues I had no clue other people have had too. It is nice to be among people you suddenly realize really are on the same path. I will never claim this path is an easy one - unblocking and changing bad habits into good. However - it is an amazing one. It's nice to be able to live life free of fears, anxiety - and overall to be chasing that dream of being what I've always wanted to be. An artist.
The down and gritty - I'm just an average person. I had a bumpy childhood, a poor childhood, and one where my imagination was my best friend. I grew up with a very very low self esteem, and very harsh on judging myself. I created bad habits out of neccessity, or because I thought I had to. I have luckily stayed away from the vices that held and hold my mom so tightly in their grips - and to whatever muse encouraged me to stay away from smoking and drinking am ever grateful. We all have our stories, or skeletons in the closet, our REAL life as opposed to the glamourous show we tend to put on for others. The scariest monsters are those in our past, and I can tell you - when you finally shrink them down to what they really are - the healing is blissful.
Now as me - I'm a gal who's part of an amazing guild, who suddenly lost her fear of speaking publicly. I painted a beautiful ornament that got to go somewhere special and is fun to talk about. I am preparing my artistic presentation today to present to my publisher and were inches away from signing a contract (more about that when it's a done deal) This year - 2009 - promises to be a working year. A year where I test my skills, and my endurance. The motto - "Just keep drawing" (for some reason I can't type that without Dori's voice from Finding Nemo popping into my head) Or the alt - "Just keep Creating" Doesn't matter what, for whom, or how. I just have to keep going.
Simple - effective - standing orders "Just keep creating"
I have also started a local Artist Way group - and the interest is blowing me away. I hope we get a nice solid group that everyone - myself included - can benefit from. It starts January 18th - I'm excited! I am hoping for a casual open atmosphere where we can discuss each chapter each week, and I actually would rather have my listening ears on for these sessions. I learn so very much from the conversations that come from each chapter. Things I didn't realize were normal, or issues I had no clue other people have had too. It is nice to be among people you suddenly realize really are on the same path. I will never claim this path is an easy one - unblocking and changing bad habits into good. However - it is an amazing one. It's nice to be able to live life free of fears, anxiety - and overall to be chasing that dream of being what I've always wanted to be. An artist.
The down and gritty - I'm just an average person. I had a bumpy childhood, a poor childhood, and one where my imagination was my best friend. I grew up with a very very low self esteem, and very harsh on judging myself. I created bad habits out of neccessity, or because I thought I had to. I have luckily stayed away from the vices that held and hold my mom so tightly in their grips - and to whatever muse encouraged me to stay away from smoking and drinking am ever grateful. We all have our stories, or skeletons in the closet, our REAL life as opposed to the glamourous show we tend to put on for others. The scariest monsters are those in our past, and I can tell you - when you finally shrink them down to what they really are - the healing is blissful.
Now as me - I'm a gal who's part of an amazing guild, who suddenly lost her fear of speaking publicly. I painted a beautiful ornament that got to go somewhere special and is fun to talk about. I am preparing my artistic presentation today to present to my publisher and were inches away from signing a contract (more about that when it's a done deal) This year - 2009 - promises to be a working year. A year where I test my skills, and my endurance. The motto - "Just keep drawing" (for some reason I can't type that without Dori's voice from Finding Nemo popping into my head) Or the alt - "Just keep Creating" Doesn't matter what, for whom, or how. I just have to keep going.
Simple - effective - standing orders "Just keep creating"
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