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My Artist’s Story — A Slow Progression
I’ve always loved art and creativity. It’s part of my personality and my daily routine. However, I didn’t always feel supported.
It Was Always Part of Me
· I was a very creative child. I sewed my Barbie doll clothes from my granny’s scrap fabric stash instead of buying them.
· I made my aunt a vase out of ice cream sticks when I was seven.
· I drew pictures to give away as gifts.
· I picked up sticks and leaves to make nature collages on the sand, because why not.
Early Decisions
In high school, I had to make course choices based on packages the school made available. I wanted to learn French and do art classes but I couldn’t have both. I chose art class which I still think was a big mistake. Art was something I was doing at home. French would have been a better academic choice.
There was very little practical art tuition, and we were left to dabble in whatever talent was God-given. My ‘gift’ needed guidance. It didn’t come naturally as with some of my fellow students. To add to that, I have an experimentally curious mind and I like to try different things. That didn’t fit the norm at the…
