The bird proudly willing to burn,
So that she may live again,
Chooses the flames of fires
That burn the aged Phoenix
The nature stands still
Till a new young bird starts again,
and begins the legend of the Phoenix
I introduce you to....
and my Etsy friend....
I suppose that it would have to be my dad. He used to be pretty creative and artsy when I was a baby and I suppose that it rubbed off on me. I have been creating and drawing ever since I first learned how to hold a crayon/pencil in my hand so there wasn’t any defining “aha” moment when I realized that I wanted to be an artist. It’s as natural to me as breathing.
I used to, but I’ve played with so many different mediums that I really don’t have a favorite anymore. With jewelry I typically work in polymer and with my art it just sort of depends on the piece that I’m drawing/painting. I find that usually I end up with a mixed media piece because I start grabbing all sorts of mediums to use on a piece instead of sticking to just one.
|The true measure of love is not how much you love,|
but by how much you are loved by others
|I think Lucy would agree with you Rebecca!|
|^ Pick the Seadoo pick the Seadoo! ^|
Once for a science fair project. You typically don’t get trophies for art related things. Something that I think should be changed....
"And the winner of this years best painting goes to...."
Do you sing in the shower?
|A stunt double was used for this image|