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Sick of Being Sick

I can't with that face!!This past weekend, I was laid up in bed with a mild case of the flu. I could function, but not well. Lol! Interestingly enough, I took the hint and slept as much as possible. This is surprising because I usually push through things like that and tend to make things worse - go figure! 

Pencil vs Paint

Counterclockwise from top: photo of my Hazel, drawing for prep, finished paintingIn the beginning, I worked strictly in pencil and charcoal. I was young and wanted to just stay in my comfort zone. I used my hands to smudge and blend for my shading. I couldn’t wrap my brain around painting because I didn’t like working with a brush - I couldn’t blend paint the same way with my hands.

How Did I Get Here???

I am an artist.

Pretty obvious statement, dontcha think? Actually, it wasn’t really that long ago that I couldn’t say that. I was an artist, but I didn’t believe in myself. I discovered that I enjoyed art when I was a junior in high school - in my mind, that was late. I thought that artists created as soon as they could hold a pencil. I grew up and went to school with a couple of talented artists. They could draw when we were in elementary school. I didn’t even doodle. How could I possibly be an artist?

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