I am so honored to share my art journey with you – a journey I never imagined I’d be on.
So how did I get here?
Before embarking on this creative adventure, I blogged for a couple of years about the stories of my life. They were stories about loss, grief, pain, depression, anger, bitterness, and resentment. I wrote about my childhood and being bullied; about my teenage years and dealing with the loss of my mother at age 16; and about various relationship conflicts of my 20’s. I reflected on the obstacles I faced later in life – miscarriage, infertility, and adoption – and how all of my life experiences shaped a large part of my identity for so long. But rather than dwell in the misery and pain of it all, I chose to find life lessons in the challenges I faced and focus on the gifts those challenges have given me: Courage, empathy, compassion, forgiveness, gratitude, joy, trust, acceptance, hope, and love.
Somewhere along the path of looking inward, I discovered the healing properties of creating art. My art and the messages I write on my pieces come from my life’s stories. My art is a reflection of who I’ve become as a result of where I’ve been.
I don’t blog anymore but I’m still telling my story – just in a different language.
When I was a teenager, I used to say that when I grew up, I wanted to be happy. Well, I feel like I have finally arrived.
Thank you so much for visiting!