After talking to a friend the other day, I realize how lucky I am to have this creative outlet. I was telling her how I can get so involved in a project that I totally lose myself for hours, forgetting to eat sometimes. It’s my way of blocking out the rest of the world and quieting the noise in my head…Therapeutic. Peaceful. Zen. She couldn’t relate to my form of meditation, but I can’t even fathom life without art – my little escape that’s always there, just waiting for me to dive in and zone out!
Art for me, especially collage, is like putting together a puzzle. I wait for the pieces to speak to me, telling me what I need to do next, and this continues on like a dialogue. I know it must sound a little weird, but if you’re an artist, I’m sure this isn’t a completely foreign concept. The idea begins to grow from just a few scraps of paper. The concept builds upon itself until it becomes something entirely different from my original vision. The end result is never something I could have just drawn from my imagination. The shapes take on a life of their own; I simply bring them together.
Some might call this just a hobby…but if you eat, sleep and breathe art, it must be something more. I literally wake up with this passion to create…something…anything. It’s like I have too many ideas, and never enough time. But the desire to make art is always a driving force. Without reason, I just try to do more of what I love.