I was looking at art courses again yesterday. Apart from the fact most are at colleges and therefore don’t start until September, most also require Art GCSE.
My parents dissuaded me from taking art at school, claiming I needed to do something that would get me work. Fairly understandable, but my first job was as office junior so it was learn-as-I-went.
Now last night we were driving home and I was looking at the clouds over the hills, and I remembered what my mother had once said about her time at school and art. She’d painted a picture of a hill in clouds and been criquited by her teacher for it (as not being true to life). And I got to thinking whether her dissuading me against art has more to do with that than anything else.
Now as a parent, I understand the want to protect your child from disappointment, but life is full of them and such protection doesn’t really do any favours.
My weakness is Maths. My husband’s is English. With our children I help them with English, he helps with Maths. I don’t remember every discussing this, it was just automatic. We have no intention of stopping them doing anything they want at school.
The fact I couldn’t take art is something I hold against my parents. I know what they were trying to do, but the result has led to a lot of frustration and I have to wonder where my life would be if they had let me follow my dream.