It started with a 6-legged Horse… I think.
Something I see from artists/creatives everywhere is the consenseous that we have a natural gift - born with pen in hand, and making glorious art from day one. What we can create is otherworldly, and from a place that only a few can access. Who knows, part of our creativity might come from such a mysterious place, however, it all seriousness it takes hours and hours of practice, patience, and work.
Perhaps what makes it seem intangible is simply the fact that to an artist the time spent being creative is healing. It’s a positive place to exist! Each moment spent with our mediums, trying new things, and bringing different scenes to life is an incredible way to spend time. Even when daunting, or being challenged with a new tool, the practice is generally rewarding. It’s not work, or a chore - it’s … everything!
I love drawing!
I love quiet moments where I get to be creative.
For me, this is fun. And, yes, I have spent decades of my life doing this.
My first memory of drawing if of a horse with many, many legs. I believe I was behind my great-grandparents chairs, lying on the floor. This, of course, could be totally made up, or it could be a story that was told to me. It was this teeny, tiny me, who first picked up the tools to create art and I have never put them back down. All through school, I doodled, I elected to take art courses over a lunch periods, and while I thought I would be an education major in college, I changed my major to art design.
While I feel lucky that I can still invest energy into my creative soul, I know that it is because of the choices that I make. I choose to spend free hours in the evening creating illustrations. I choose this over… well… other things. I have chosen art for so long that I am not even sure what I would regularly do if it was not for my creative projects.
Simply, it is just who I am! and, I hope to be a bit better at sharing who I am. The person I am! Not just the artwork that I create.
I hope you are all having a Happy New Year!
xxx, Kristin