When Hunter’s mother was explaining to a friend that her 5-year old son wanted to be an artist, he immediately piped up and proclaimed, “I am ALREADY an artist!’ She was surprised to hear this emphatic statement and his passion about it.
Out of the mouths of babes and innocence comes authenticity and confidence. Don’t you love it?
I like this story because it made me reflect upon my first career proclamations. I know that it was not to be an artist. Most likely it was something related to an event or a professional that I had recently met or experienced such as a dancer or a teacher or a house builder.
Lisa, Hunter’s mother, told me this story a few days before my annual open studio event that I have every fall. She came to my studio on her own. After perusing my work and continuing our enjoyable conversation from a few days earlier, she decided she wanted to return with her son, now seven and a half years old. A couple of hours later, Lisa, Hunter, younger brother and dad all arrived.
Upon entering my studio Hunter looked up and around and stated, “This is awesome!” Wide-eyed he proceeded to look around, not just at my paintings but at many of the other studio items. He particularly liked the easel.