Defining an Artist

To be identified as an artist, I think seeking beauty is a start. Just having that passion and that eye for beauty even in the oddest of places. I didn’t start out as an artist, at least I didn’t think I did. I started in my 20’s. I’ve always been a math and science geek— more of an objective and logical person. Somehow art wormed its way into my life. For me, art is coupled with skill and expression. You have the skills, or learn to develop the skills, to be able to express your innermost intimate thoughts and heaviest of feelings.

That is why when it comes to someone’s art and their craft, it’s quite a sensitive matter. I’ve said it before that the creativity comes from deep within, usually from a place of hurt and pain. The irony of it is that it translates into something beautiful as an end result. Though to get to that finish line, struggles and agony had to come to play. I feel very exposed when I have my work just out there. I spent many years just keeping my work closed in a portfolio. In fact, I still keep my work in portfolios and boxed up. Only those who are within my proximity have seen my portfolios.

One of the ladies I work with told me that she feels artists are ethereal. I felt so flattered and humbled at the same time. Art has been the only thing that has made me feel whole whilst shredding me into ribbons internally simultaneously. It takes so much from inside of me to create a piece, but it’s such a gratifying release. It’s like, it hurts so good. It’s very addictive, this feeling.

I will always encourage and support art and artists. Art just has a very special and unique place within me. I would wish for everyone to find something they are passionate about to have a very special and unique place within them. Find something that sparks fireworks, quiets the voices, dims the inner demons, just seek beauty even in the oddest of places. For me, it’s truly an honor to be an artist.