I was one of the best artists in my class until about 7th grade when I pretty much stopped drawing. Except for an art class I took in college because I thought it would be an easy A. (I ended up with a B after doing a lot of extra credit.)
My biggest problem growing up was having the patience. I remember building models with my dad as a kid and wanting to finish the whole thing before I went to bed. Where as my Dad would spend the whole afternoon just sanding the model down and detailing the cockpit. Needless to say you could have put my Dad’s models in a museum where mine were better suited for sitting atop of an M80. Witch is sadly what ended up happening to them on more then on occasion.
Drawing just wasn’t in the cards for me. But I defiantly have done enough of it to appreciate the talent of someone like you who can.