My college life drawing teacher, Mr Lincoln, would be so PROUD of my new skirt! I was in an artist slump the semester I took his class; nothing I drew was brilliant or even decent, My performance and out put was lousy, so I experimented and learned.
I worked hard and was the only one in class Mr L.didn’t yell at. When I asked why and he said, “You push yourself; don’t need it.” But he could see my weakness. He interviewed each of us the last week of class, and as I waited my turn, I heard him scream at the two classmates before me. The only thing he quietly told me was,”You don’t finish ideas, buy yourself an expensive piece of clothing!”
I was tight with money, almost terrified of spending, but I knew this was only a symptom of my problem and finally, years later, bought a suit.
I can see now I was afraid of failure: afraid to take a risk,of making a”Bad” product, or a big mess of mistakes.I was more afraid than I was curious and Mr. Lincoln would love my new skirt, I’ll show you a picture Monday.  nancymauerman.com