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How I Became an Artist

In 1973 I received a Kodak Instamatic camera for my 11th birthday… I promptly took a selfie!  I took pictures of everything and spent a lot of my parents money on film and developing.

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Top: Selfie 1973 - 11 years old  Bottom: Selfie 2018 - 55 years old

In high school I saved for and purchased a Canon AE1 35mm camera.  I loved that camera and used it until the digital age bloomed.  I wish I still had that camera. Is it bad that I lost all interest in photography once everything went digital?!

When I had that camera in my hand I felt at home.  I took pictures of everything. Time would fly by while I was taking pictures, I would lose myself in the subject, the colors, contrasts and light.

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As an adult, I found my closets, cupboards and drawers full of photos. With all those photos taken over the years I got seriously into scrapbooking.

The scrapbooking hobby turned into mixed media art journaling; at the same time, I discovered doodling repetitive patterns in my journal, on meeting minutes, and on card stock.


Early doodle on a 3x5 notecard

No other hobby ever felt as “right” as photography until I discovered mandala making and intuitive painting. For the past 3 years I’ve been honing my skill through a lot of practice, workshops, practice, experimenting, practicing, discovering what I love and what works for me, oh and practicing!

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Top: Early mandala in my art journal Bottom: Mandala on vinyl record after a lot of practice

Once again I get lost in my craft, I lose myself in the colors, contrasts and light.  All that had been missing from my life for a long time.  No matter what your age or where you are in your life, I hope you are doing something that allows you to lose track of time and get lost in the moment.

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