Those of you who are familiar with my story will know that I’m the last person to consider myself talented with regards to art. So it has been somewhat of a surprise (although very nice of course) to have people along the way labelling me as such.
I became an artist by chance in many respects and I certainly wouldn’t consider my first attempts at drawing to be anything special. My drawing has improved over the last few years due to hours and hours (and hours) of graft. Practise, research, trial and error, and practise some more. In fact, I haven’t come across an artist to date that feels that they have some kind of innate talent. You only have to look at an artist’s progression to see that, like anything else, skill and expertise is only obtained by putting in the hours.
The common myth that people can either draw or they can’t is something that prevented me from picking up a pencil for over twenty years. I definitely had a leaning towards graphite artwork, but whether that means I have a particular talent for it, I’m yet to be convinced.
So, if you have a hankering after picking up a paint brush, my advice would be to go for it! Practise makes perfect (or big improvements at the very least).