A few years ago when I was in college, I asked a friend to join me on an intramural softball team. She looked at me as if I were crazy. “Thanks, but I’m terrible at softball,” she said with a laugh.
“That’s okay, I am too!” I replied. “But every team has to have four girls on the field to qualify, so you’re helping out no matter how good or bad you are.”
My friend shook her head. “Sorry, I only do things I’m good at.”
Then it was my turn to look at her as if she were crazy.
Yes, it’s normal to want to be good at things, but do we have to be good at everything we do? And how can we get good at something if we don’t practice when we’re still terrible? Do we have to get an A in a subject for it to be fun or have value?
When I was a girl, I remember believing I was a natural-born artist. Both my parents were architects, so how could the ability to draw, paint, and design not flow through my veins? My parents must have thought the same thing, because they bought me sketchpads and fancy pencils, canvases and paint.
Much to our collective surprise, I could barely color within the lines.
Determined to live up to the talent in my blood, I took art classes almost every summer. Over time I did improve, but I was never the best student in the class. There was always someone with better technique, greater imagination, or both. But even though I wasn’t going to be the next Monet, I didn’t quit.
Because sometimes things we’re bad at can still be good for us. For example, art, music, and dance are all powerful creative outlets, allowing you to express what you’re thinking and feeling even when you don’t know exactly what that is. Sports are group athletics, so you get the physical benefits of exercise plus the social benefits of hanging out with your teammates. Cooking and gardening are both challenging — at least to me! — but they can really nurture your spirit and help you tune in to nature.
In this day and age, with a million things vying for our attention every minute of every day, simply taking time out for yourself is therapeutic, no matter what you’re doing. So even when my boyfriend tells me my drawing looks like a sausage (it was our dog!) I feel calmer and happier just for having given myself those fifteen minutes to sketch. I don’t have to be the next Monet to love art, or the next Michael Phelps to enjoy a dip in the pool, or the next Iron Chef America to appreciate my kitchen.
We spend so much of our lives being graded — in school, at work, even among our friends and family. We try so hard to please everyone else that we forget to make ourselves happy.
So forget your critics, and forget your fans. Do something for yourself. Even if you’re bad at it.
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Aw I like this entry. Hahaha about your drawing looking like a sausage :p
The most freeing thing I did was take a dance class I knew I would be awful at. I nearly cried the first class, I was so frustrated. Nothing came naturally. But I stuck with it. I don’t think I would be writing today if I hadn’t done that class. Because it taught me how to give myself permission to try new things, even if they might not turn out right the first time.
You know what else is a great creative outlet? Craft projects you never actually finish. :) I have so much fun dreaming about the next one I want to do that I have to really discipline myself to finish any of them.
The discipline of finishing what I’ve started is good for me, but I think that the dreaming about what I could do is, too.
So maybe you should take up knitting or something. :)
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Katrina-
I’ve been dancing since I was 3 and I still get nervous about it! (Despite all those years of classes and performing, I really don’t have that much rhythm. At least not naturally!)
Mary-
Actually, I’ve knitted before, and I did enjoy it. But I forgot how, lol! (Plus I do plenty of other crafts/hobbies.)
lol, i so feel you on the drawing thing. rachel is a much better artist than i am though! and i totally agree – sure it’s nice to be good at something, but how boring would life be if you never went outside your comfort zone?
Kristan,
Susan and I related to your article. Both of our parents are very artistic, and neither of us consider ourselves to be. Funny how that genetic thing works. Stepping back, isn’t your writing your creative art form? Your photographs? Your fashion/clothing? The piano?
I do not believe one must put brush to canvas or pencil to paper to be considered artistic. I have stood in many a gallery looking at a piece of abstract art thinking ‘that looks like something I punished my cat for doing to the rug.’ In this century, art takes on menu different venues.
I have taken quite a few photographs over the years I’ve considered submitting to contests just to see how they would measure up. I also enjoy scrapbooking. Yes, both are hobbies. But are they also not forms of art? Just a thought.
And I suggest you not eat black and white sausages. Yuck!
Trisha
:)
Definitely relate. I like being able to do a couple things really well, but life’s too short to give up everything else that I’m not great at– which is a LOT. I enjoy it anyways! Great post.
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doing things you suck at def. helps develop a sense of humility. but for team sports, the fear is prob of letting ur team down, esp. if they’re competitive.