Creating art is in my bones. My parents indulged my artistic tendencies with lots of paper, crayons, pencils & paints. THIS child was going to travel, create & pay her way in the world. This meant, of course, I'd be a traveling art teacher. That didn't quite pan out, but I was determined to be an artist. Painting, drawing, sculpting - yeah, baby!
Then college - "How am I going to make money?" So, I majored in graphic design. My drawing & painting instructor said "you're a painter" and reminded us art is not about bucks. Nevertheless, I spent four years learning graphic design and abstract techniques (preferred style of most the instructors) and doing less and less of my art. Along the way I just stopped. Marriage, kids, work, pets, gardening... all wonderful things, but I lost my artist. My parents continued to occasionally give me new sketchbooks and I would draw just a bit and then they'd be forgotten. I was out of practice & intimidated by the blank pages.
Fast forward - 2012. My daughter was on a mission - make Mom make art again! She gave me new "sketchbooks." She was relentless. So, here we are . . . on a trek back to creative me. Go ahead - pull on those internet hiking boots and tag along.
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like this - oh thank you for daughters!!!
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