9.30 pm fast is open, a slice of rich double chocolate cake sits in front of me, ready to be devoured. Just what I need after a long day at work, there’s nothing chocolate can’t fix.
As I work around children, I’m accustomed to receiving mini handmade gifts. Today, I was given a drawing by a proud young artist. With a big a smile he said “look what I made” as he handed me his work of art. I applauded him on a job well done. The drawing was of scribbled shapes, freely coloured over the lines. All I thought about was his happiness over his work, compared to how I view mine. Every time I look over a finished piece I straight away point out 10 things I could have done differently.
The life-lesson I learnt today, courtesy of a five-year-old, is to applaud myself more often. The next piece I finish I will clap for myself, while no one’s looking.
We’ll talk more about chocolate another time. I promise.
Blame It On Art 