Hey everyone! I’m glad to be back after a long Labor Day weekend. Join me at Prodigal Magazine for a fresh post at my Art Room Parables column.
You know, the person who really gets under your skin. The person who can always find a tiny fault, even when you’ve done your best.
We’ve all dealt with critics. Ever since we started school, someone was paid to tell us when we did something wrong. They did it with red check marks and frowny face stickers. When we went home, some of us had siblings that were all too happy to criticize us. And our parents had to criticize us from time to time too, because kids can be gross.
But now that you are an adult, if your biggest critic isn’t you, then you’re letting someone else do a really important job for you.
Continue reading (and tell me who your toughest critic is) at Prodigal Magazine.