I've been creating for as long as I can remember. I say "creating" because it's not just drawing or painting or writing. It's everything. As soon as I could hold a crayon in my chubby hand I started using it, mostly to draw horses and dogs and various other animals, and I haven't stopped. I used to watch my mom quickly tapping word after word on the computer then would bang around on the keyboard, pretending to write all of the stories that filled my head. I became proficient in typing by eventually thumping out these stories (chapters and chapters) on that old desktop in the house where I grew up. I made up songs, I wrote poems, I illustrated them. For career day in elementary school, I was a cartoonist. I can't remember much about career day now, but I can tell you that my outfit choice for a cartoonist was about the same as it would be if I were going as a "nerd". The pencils and drawings I carried around all day may have slightly saved the outfit, but I have my doubts. The staple piece for the costume was the glasses. At least I know I meet that requirement!
One definition of the word create is "to cause something to happen because of one's actions". I really like this definition. Ever since I started creating art in one form or another, I have not only enjoyed "causing something to happen", but also the reaction from the people who experience it. I feel that I have always largely made art for other people. While I thoroughly enjoy the process of creating a work of art, there is this deeper sense of self-fulfillment when I show it to my husband for the first time or when I check Instagram to find that a new post has made a connection. I want my art to resonate with people in some way, even if it just makes them smile.
I was recently asked the question, "What's something you would want people to remember you by when you are gone?" to which I answered, "I guess that I made people laugh." Humor has always been a way for me to get through things. Don't get me wrong, I can (too often) be the glass-half-empty person as well, but you can't stay negative for too long when you're trying not to giggle. (Find me watching cat fails on YouTube on a tough day.) I'm not sure when I really became a fan of the sarcastic, pun-laden humor that I often use today, but it tends to find its way into much of my art. I can remember several instances where I gifted a piece of witty art to a friend, made specifically for them, and the recognition and delighted reaction was enough to get me through at least a few hard days.
That is why I'm making art.
Humorous or not, I want to make art that stirs reaction. I want to make art that causes someone's eyes to light up in acknowledgement of something they can relate to, something they remember, something they wish for. I find nostalgia and sentiment in the small things, and I hope to offer my art as one of those small things for someone else. Heart over hand, I aim to create with intention.
With a painting of a dog, or a leaf, or the phrase "Cheese fries save lives" (I know, right?), I hope to offer something good and true.
Welcome to my creative space. I hope you'll stay awhile. My heart is here, laid out on a piece of paper in paint and ink, and I'm learning to take deep breaths and bare more of myself each day.