My mother was a native of Sardonia so what she called criticism was actually the highly sharpened, lacerating edge of a flying knife — or knives. Then I’d get my feelings hurt and she’d say, “You have to learn to take criticism or you’ll never make it in this world.”
That was true, but I knew I’d leave home eventually. 😀
I did learn from her that there is criticism and there is that other thing. Criticism is great. It can help you make your thing better, whatever you do. I love it when someone says, “If all the bison are dark brown, then it makes the picture flat.” And another artist friend of mine said, “Your paintings have no atmosphere.” I had NO idea what she meant. Mood? Ambiance? Huh? But then I saw a video about Turner and saw atmosphere in a painting. I’d actually always thought Turner just couldn’t paint, but there it was, the air, mist, sunrise, the Venice lagoon and I got it. Atmosphere
Criticism can help a person grow. I’m not sure about Sardonia.