I've been a part of the DeviantArt community for a good 15 years now. Originally I posted a lot of my sketches, art, and odds and ends. Mostly during high school and just after college. I am a traditional artist by nature, creating tangible works on paper and other substrates. I dabble in digital art a bit now and again also; I never took to it fully so it's not a highly developed skill.
In one form or another I've been creating art since I was in grade school. In high school I pushed myself to complete a formal portfolio for college. I gained entry on that portfolio and my grades. I attended two all women's colleges and completed my associates and bachelors before returning home. Once home I found myself somewhat at odds with myself in relation to my art. I am not sure, still, if it was because the structure of school was gone or if I was simply exhausted and needed a break. I did not have a huge will to create then. The death of my grandmother in 2011 seemed to push me farther from my muse. While I have created in the past ten years it has not been substantial in the grander scheme of my life, nor has it utilized the foundation I built in school. This disassociation lead me into a cycle of trying to survive through low income, various work places, health problems, depression, etc.
2020, though a hard year for us all, broke me out of that cycle. I did not want to be without work but being forced to stay home, forced to rest, forced to hunker down, to separate myself from the world for a time helped me reconnect. I would not be here on the precipice of forging ahead into the unknown if 2020 had not helped me break the cycle. 2021 is my hope. A hope which seems to have reignited the spark I once had. For the first time in a long time I am drawing again. And this time I intended to keep the fire burning.