![]() ![]() I still love my bold and funky colors but I am also falling in love with a variety of palettes depending on my mood at the time. I think in many ways I am still finding myself in every piece I paint.Ĭurrently, I just love working with different mediums, experimenting and getting to know the charactistics of each medium. I spent a lot of time finding my own voice and style. In time through painting and experimenting on a regular basis, I started to find myself as an artist. But I had to learn to walk before I could run. Created my first comic using StoryboardThat Super user friendly and a great. I remember in those early years longing for that to happen, wanting to finally get good at combining colors, wanting my faces to look like mine or to just look like faces for that matter. Digital storytelling is a powerful way to share your story with the world. I have definitely been influenced by some amazing artists, but by the third year, my art started becoming more recognizable as mine. I art journaled quite a bit in those early years and used art journaling as a healing tool.Īt some point, I stopped taking online classes and started to focus on developing myself as an artist and finding my own style. Hooked on the feeling of losing myself on the page or canvas in a way I had never lost myself before.įor the first couple of years, I watched many Youtube videos and for a period of time, took a couple of classes with some very talented teachers. Hooked on seeing pieces of me I never knew existed. Hooked on drawing and painting faces with funky hair colors and soulful eyes. Hooked on all the supplies a girl could play with. I found a desire to create pretty things, to paint pretty pictures and to create beauty in some way. Instead of scoffing at the idea, I sat in awe and believed just enough to begin. Here was this woman (Tamara Laporte) telling me that I too was an artist, that I could make pretty faces and she was going to show me how. It all started in 2010 when I took my first art related class. I never knew that within me was an artist waiting to be born, but it was the best unexpected surprise a girl could have. If you had told me I would be painting, selling my paintings and helping others sell their paintings, later in life, I might have thought you were just a bit loony. I didn't pick up a paintbrush until I was 40.īefore then I didn't have any positive experiences with art growing up, so for years I held the story that I just wasn't any good at art.Īs a child I wasn't encouraged to express myself creatively in any way, but somewhere in the midst of surviving a traumatic childhood, I fell in love with writing and learned to paint pictures with words. ![]()
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