I think it was Picasso who said that everyone is an artist and the challenge as we grow is to keep from having it trained out of us.
When I was a kid, my mom taught me to make shavings from crayons. Then we'd press them with a hot iron between sheets of wax paper so they melted into a kaleidoscope of color. After that we'd cut out stained glass window frames and put the colored creation inside. Hanging in the window with the sun shining through, our homemade stained-glass windows took our breath away.
My kindergarten teacher taught me to make a turkey by tracing my hand. Did you do that too?
What are some of your first memories about creating something?