After I had been active with the guild for a few years, I was attending another workshop. Arriving early, I set up my workspace - tables of two people - everyone facing the same direction. People would walk by and remark that they did not want to sit by me because my allegedly superior work would make them feel bad. Eventually, Sandy walked over and said, "I'll sit with her. Maybe some of her skill will rub off on me." I have been a huge fan of Sandy ever since. It's not that I was offended by the people who didn't want to sit by me. I felt sorry for them. It was nice to have someone else toss out a perspective that highlighted the absurdity of wanting to hide from people who might have something to share.
As we learned from the Peter Thornton story - rock stars can steal from anyone. Or, as Peter and others say: steal and conceal. Gathering ideas is how you come up with your own ideas.
Here's a tidbit about my penmanship that goes back to my college days. Or perhaps, I should start at the beginning.
It was a few weeks before my third birthday (1955) when I demanded that my mom teach me how to write. She agreed and she even kept that very first piece of paper - which I treasure. I learned the alphabet and while I was 3 going on 4, my brother was 6 going on 7, in first grade, and learning how to read. Since I had nothing better to do, I learned how to read right along with him.
I was so excited to learn cursive in the third grade (1959). It was a big deal to get a Shaffer pen with cartridges of ink. I was not happy with my penmanship at all. By the late 50s, many schools had switched from Palmer to Zaner-Bloser. I detested the ZB capitals and I still detest them. They are so ugly.
Palmer, with the dreaded drills actually gave people a chance at beautiful penmanship. ZB just churned out a whole lotta ugliness. I knew my penmanship was ugly but had no idea that I could do anything about it.
Cut to college (1969). On the first day, there was a sign-up sheet. By the time I got to the list, I could see a lot of beautiful penmanship. Joanne Olson's was gorgeous. During that first semester, I got to know her and collected some samples of her penmanship so that I could practice changing my style into something very close to hers. I got pretty close but it was still not really pleasing to my eyes.
Cut to 26 years later (1995) when I stumbled across calligraphy classes right in my back yard. (Insert italic story) Eventually, I studied so many different styles that I was able to morph them into my own style which I call Jeanarian.