Who is my Art?

My art springs from a place I don't even know myself and where I only find my way when it calls me. It feels like I'm pulled by unknown until it overwhelms me and then I'm just the medium and let it happen.

My art is its own thing. It does what it wants and doesn't let anyone tell anything irrepressible and completely torn loose in a cocoon of myself, struggling through fears and sadness, through joy and love, through anger and rage.

My art is like a flower that needs watering but cannot be caged. I'll just let it be like it is...

Who is me? 

Woman Mom Wife Relative Girlfriend Acquaintance Stranger Artist Social Worker Counselor Motivator Student Explorer Helper Volunteer Karateka Housewife Herb Witch Cat Lover Honest Liar Questioner

Probably more and a little bit of everything, but much more than the sum of what is written here...

Even as a child, I felt that it did something to other people when they looked at my drawings. Here I have found a place to get in touch with like-minded people and to share my art. Creativity is part of all of us, whether we are the creators or the viewers, it doesn't matter. It's more about the moment beeing part of art.