I truly believe that artists are born, not taught. It's something that comes from inside. Even if it isn't used it is always there, under the surface of the person. It's not the skill of your hands. It's not a talent or an inherited gene. It is a passion for a means of expression. Art is how we express ourselves. It is how we release our pain, fear, anger , and joy. I don't believe that everyone who can draw is an artist. Nor can every artist represent nature realistically. It isn't the act of creating. It's the need to create. If you are an artist, you know it. It is what fuels your soul. It is what you were made to do. Anything else feels unnatural. We are who we are. Each uniquely different, yet all bound by the same passion to create.
Biography: Ever since I could hold a crayon I have been making my mark. Much to the disaproval of my parents, everything I could get a hold of became my canvas. I drew on walls, doors, furniture and anything else I could reach. Blistered bottoms only strengthened my resolve. " If only I could finish before I got caught, surely they would see how pretty I could make things. Then they would let me draw on everything!" Although that never happened, I never stopped creating. Soon I was introduced to markers, then paint and brushes. Once I was in school, creativity was encouraged. There was no stopping me! Always the entreprenuer, I sold my first painting on a street corner in Seattle, Wa. There I stood, a few blocks from Broadway grinning as I showed it to passersby. It was 1991, and I was six years old.
Country: United States of America
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