When Did Your Creative Spark Ignite?


     My creative spark ignited at the age of five.

     My Finnish Nana peered over her spectacles. “Tracu,” (she couldn’t pronounce my name) “you veady to learn?”

     My stomach fluttered with wings of anticipation. I leaned forward and nodded like the bobber on my Dad’s fishing line, ready and willing to accept the torch she was about to pass on.     My mentor wagged a wrinkled finger. I squirmed on the nubby cushion on the pull-out sofa, wedged behind the dresser in the one room attic apartment.

     A frown creased her brow. “First…you must never vaste time or throw nothing avay.” She pressed her palms on the rocking chair and rose. With her self assured manner and her black-heeled boots, she clicked across the linoleum floor. “I be vight back.

     I peeked around the dresser.

     Nana marched to the kitchen counter. She lifted the glass lid on the coffee pot and laid it on the stove. The aroma of coffee grinds filled the air. She reached into the sink, yanked out eggshells, and her fist crunched the shells into tiny pieces.

     “Nana, what are you doing?”

     She grabbed a handful of coffee grinds and a in the other hand she gathered her shells and strolled to the window ledge. “I need to feed dah plants.” She sprinkled her creation into the dark soil.

     “Hurry, Nana.”

     “I coming.” She sauntered back and settled down beside me. She dug around her knitting bag and produced two, grey, steel needles. The points were sharp enough to inflict damage. But with the patience of Job, she began to teach me a skill she loved.

     Determined to master the art of knitting, I endured the coil springs poking beneath the material on the sofa bed. The claws dug into my backside. I gripped the metal needles and spent hours wrapping wool over, up, and under. “Knit one, oops, lost a stitch, purl one.”

     Weeks later, I bound off the last stitch. My numb fingers held up my creation. I beamed and shoved it in front of her face. “Look, Nana. I finished my scarf.”

     Okay, the edges of the multi-coloured scarf looked more like a car that had zigzagged from one side of the road to the other. But hey, I finished the race.

     Nana, I know you’re looking down from above, so I’ve dedicated this blog to you. I miss you.

     I spent years mastering varied art forms: playing the piano, knitting, needlepoint, cross-stitching, drawing, quilting, basket weaving, painting, teaching, and designing. 

     Now that I’m venturing out into the wacky world of writing, I would love it if my on-line friends would share the first time your creative spark ignited.  


About Tracy Campbell

Tracy Campbell is a published artist of calendars, wrapping paper, and gift cards, and as an author of how-to-paint magazine articles, her happy heart sings again sharing the work of her hands through "Calm Coloring: Faith, Hope & Love (Art and Soul Therapy for Kids-At-Heart)". When Tracy's not writing, she loves to sharpen pencils, flip open paint lids, and yank off marker caps to create whimsical works of art just for ewe. Customers say her art is sweet and so warm the designs might leap off the page and land right in your heart. She lives with her supportive hubby and fur baby in Wasaga Beach (the Canadian tourist town known for having the longest freshwater beach in the world). Tracy is also a rare breed dog owner, motorcycle momma, a sinner saved by grace, and a collector of roosters and sheep (thankfully, not live ones). For inspirational and uplifting posts, visit Tracy's website at www.tracycampbell.net. Follow Tracy on Amazon over at https://www.amazon.com/Tracy-Campbell/e/B01G7FMWAM and be notified of future books too.

3 responses »

  1. Welcome to the wonderful world of the written word. (How's that for alliteration? :^)) You can do this, Tracy…even if, from time to time, you "drop a stitch."As for my creative endeavours…I loved to draw, paint, and write as a child. These days I write. I also enjoy photography. Perhaps one day I will again pick up my sketchbook and pencils. We'll see.

  2. Pingback: Thank You Thank You Thank You…to all of you who write, paint and create… | 'E L I X I R'…by Karen Lee…

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