It was all days of dabbling with this and that.
Then, dark clouds gathered and the lives around me began to spin this way and that. In the confusion, I sealed myself up from the outside with a pretty smile and retreated to dark corners inside, taking my charcoal and colors with me.
Even in these dark corners, art making let the light leak in and led me through five years of art school. I tried to capture the light and turn it into a pastel illustration career.
But, that seemed only to make it fade.
Three years later, a great dark season came on me as the clouds, I had been pushing away with my smiles, turned into a storm. A storm, that rained down so hard inside me, it left me shivering in a dark room.
It’s all a little out of focus…