The only time my mind is fully at peace is when I’m creating. Whether it is sculpture, painting or drawing, art is what heals me. Every piece I create is a step toward reclaiming my life from cancer and a step away from the less than authentic life I lived for many years. My ultimate goal is to look upon every day as a celebration of creativity and, hopefully, inspire someone along the way.
My best ideas come to me while I’m driving. I’ve learned to stop and write the idea down or else it will disappear, never to return. I call this my AADD – Artist’s Attention Deficit Disorder. Planning and brainstorming are not my strong suits. I cannot sit down and command myself to generate an idea – it either comes to me whole or it does not come at all.
Although my creative process may seem haphazard, art has taught me patience in a way I never expected. At a different time of my life, waiting for oil paints to dry so I can add the next layer or searching for the exact item I need to complete a piece would have been impossible. For this, I am thankful.