Weasels; Or A Mildly Unusual Fashion Plate

Sala D.

  • For me, art has always gone beyond any one medium or theme. More than anything, art is freedom. Art is so often filled with the expectations of others – and so, I’ve worked to create art for myself. I indulge in the act of creating, regardless of the end results; art based on process, not product.

    I am drawn to the abstract and to the fantastical when I make art, because for me, art is joy. Art is healing. Art is an escape. I grew up in a creative household; my family is filled with artists, and my earliest memories are wandering the halls of art museums. When I was a toddler, my mother says, I vandalized the couch. It was tan, and I had an affinity for sharpies. Next thing she knew? Scribbles up and down the back that she never could quite get out. As far as I knew, couches, walls, the exterior of the house – they were all fair game for my artistic exploration. The world was my canvas! Art has felt like home since I had enough fine motor skills to hold a pencil.

    I make art for myself, to make myself smile. Art an endlessly rewarding lens with which I get to experience this wonderful planet, one which reminds me that anything that brings me joy is worth doing.

  • Art, to me, is joy. It's where I retreat on hard days -- Art is an escape, art provides control. My arms are sprawled with ink, notes and designs and little drawings that make me smile. it feels like a little piece of the universe that’s just mine to explore. Doing art is how I show myself love.

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