I will confess that I never admitted to being an “artist” until graduate school. It was always just a hobby or something that I couldn’t take seriously. Now, I proclaim my art-i-ness with a confetti cannon, and I want others to realize how creative they actually are. We all have our unique worldviews; we all have something important to say. We just need to cut out the outside noise and listen to our inner selves so that we can create. I have been writing, drawing, singing, dancing, and crafting since before I can remember. For the longest time, I’ve agonized over which creative outlet to focus my attention on professionally, and last winter I finally said “screw it, I’ll try them all!”. And this is my attempt to do so.
Physical arts and crafts have long been a vital part of my life. I dream in Technicolor (or at least think I do). When I see something unique or beautiful, I immediately want to touch it and feel the texture. In visual arts, I love both realistic painting and well-crafted abstract work. I’ve been drawing, painting, sewing, crocheting, knitting, and modeling clay for decades.
All of my creative works influence each other, and all are influenced by my twisted sense of humor, desire for justice, and hope that humanity can progress to a better place than where it is today. I’m either a cynical optimist or a hopeful pessimist when it comes to the human race, and my goal is to create work that will entertain but also make people think.
So come dream with me and let’s see what worlds we can build.