I find I'm drawing on almost every experience and every memory as I get to know my current line of work - encouraged to paint all the time growing up starting with a bucket of water, a brush and a clean concrete sidewalk at Grandma and Grandpa's cabin at the lake... some leftover materials and paint at the kitchen table while Mom worked on her handmade wooden cutout Christmas ornaments... the strict scheduling and quota required at my short-lived coporate cubicle job... having to work in front of a live audience as I'd demonstrate techniques to the class when I taught... my Dad questioning a technique I was asked to employ on a blank canvas of a newly constructed room or home.
EVERYTHING continues to come together.
I keep learning, in every single job. I keep in contact with some sweet souls and former employers who I learned later in life were some serious heavy hitters and welcome my creative services still.
People are trusting me with some major life events, some incredibly intimate celebrations, and some events where I am able to truly pay it forward doing what I'm doing to people I don't even know through fundraising and hustling and brainstorming with countless go-getters working bigger than themselves.
I cannot be sincere enough about this when I say I am so grateful. And I will work my tail off to fulfill your requests, entertain your guests as I paint (not typical entertainment, I don't sing or dance - I just paint live) and to continue each stride on this path I've been blessed to be placed on.