I can still remember my first art class in grade school. My teachers name was Ms. Carter, and when we walked into the art room there were rolls of paper, markers, charcoal, scissors, paper mâché, and every other artistic medium you could imagine a K-5th grader using. The one that really stood out to me was the paint. At the time we mostly worked with watercolor, but gradually she introduced us to acrylics. I loved painting.
Unfortunately the middle schools and high school that I attended weren't very supportive of the arts. I would go on through life not picking up a brush until college. I took a still life drawing class that reignited my passion for art, and before long I was taking my first college painting class. I enjoyed it so much that I turned it into a minor. It wasn't necessary for my career, but it was necessary for my soul.
Since college I've invested more time into my art. It has become my favorite hobby. One day, I realized that I had in fact become an artist.
Of course I questioned whether I was talented enough to actually make money doing what I love. Painting is an expensive art form, and to continue doing it, I knew that I had to come up with a way to fund the habit.
Two days ago, I sold my first painting. I set a goal for myself to sell my first piece by 26, and I achieved that goal.
Never give up on the things that you love. Even if they seem silly, or pointless. If it matters to you, then you'll find a way to do it. If you work hard enough at something, it will pay off.
Thank you so much to all of the wonderful people who have supported me and the crazy art that I make. Hopefully one day you'll all have a piece of me hanging on your walls. I'd be honored.
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is a writer, artist and human/animal rights activist based in Echo Park- Los Angeles, CA. The Stephens College graduate loves poetry, camping with her rowdy friends and tequila of many varieties.