This is a “planter” I made in art class when I was six. The teacher was on maternity leave, so the shop teacher took over for the remainder of the year. I remember being very confused and having no idea what to do with it. I walked it up to his desk and asked his advice. He said, “I don’t know, just put some lines on it for decoration, and you can make it blue or something.” I did my best.
On the way home, I sat on the bus staring at it when a definitive phrase came to mind: “This looks like shit.” It was my first step into the idea that “craft” requires both vision and practice, and the first signs of hope that I could take my ego out of the work and get better.
These are examples of early work that I (and some others) thought were good enough to keep me motivated to improve.