Ok... so I am an artist.  What does that mean anyways???

 

I have grown up with a love for art.  Art of all kinds, dance, music, design (fashion/jewelry/interior) and most of all, fine arts.  It was just something that drew me in (minus the pun ;-).  The fascination of creating something out of nothing.  Creating from raw emotion and bringing a vision to life intrigued my every sense...although, it took a long time for me to say the words, "I am an artist."  In my own mind there was always someone better at their craft, someone more talented. But as I have found it to be a blessing and a curse, we artists are our own worst critic.  Eventually the epiphany set in that art, as beauty, is in the eye of the beholder.

 

So here I am with the confidence in my talents to share the gift I have been given with those who are willing to appreciate it.  When I am in my creative mindset, the world either shrinks into my own minds eye or becomes incredibly vast and untouchable.  Time either slows down or speeds up and no matter what it is that I am creating, in that moment, it is my everything.  I'm a tidy person but when I am creating I allow myself to be imperfect, messy (it took a while for me to be ok with this) and frightenly free.  I have made the conscious choice to be unafraid of what people will say, unafraid of who may or may not like what I do and unafraid of my own demons who constantly try to hold me back with doubt and self criticism.

 

I don't want to just be another artist, another person who makes pretty things.  I can only hope to inspire those who may take an interest in what I do and who I am as an artist.  I want to be the creator of a piece of art that you walk past every day and makes you feel something.  I want to be more than a painting on your wall...I want to be part of the story.