My life has always directed me towards this...
June 16, 2012
I find it amazing that so many things growing up lead me and directed me into an arts career. For instance, I can remember very early on, spending hours and hours, drawing with my brother, or making clay creatures, or just enjoying any creative activity. On a personality level, I always thought I was just weird because of my incessant needs to overanalyze everything, my obsessive character when creating something new. I thought, SERIOUSLY, that I might be some weird, freak of nature, being someone who liked to be alone, and thrived off it. And though many "creations" never came to be completed or even realized, I see now that that is not really what was important.
When I was going through those "rebellious" teen years, and my need to define myself arose, I often took magazine clippings and taped them to my notebook. Upon stumbling upon this today, I noticed I had taped some Michaelangelo-type sketches and a Roy Lichtenstein print. I often drew on my shoes with sharpie, and even had painted a scene on my bedroom wall. And all the while, the arts never crossed my mind. Ever.
Today, I completed a drawing of my shoes. These shoes have alot of soul (pun unintended), alot of memories in them, and thus, alot of wear. I knew immediately, these were the shoes to draw, and doing so felt so natural, perhaps because I drew them many times in high school. (Doodles) They were a defining characteristic in my, and my how comfortable they were. They tread back and forth from school each day, some days when I missed the bus, that mile or so from my house, they walked along the streets of NYC for a week in that life-changing trip in 2003, and everywhere in between.