Tell us what defines you as a person.
I think what defines me as a person is a combination of my past, and my drive to obtain personal goals in the future. What I want to become has always driven me to grow and learn, and it keeps me from ever getting stagnant in my life or my work. How did you find out about deviantART and why did you join the community?
I found out about deviantART a couple years ago when a college roommate told me about it, and said that I should try it out so she could look at my pictures online. I made one on her advice and have been part of the DA community ever since! When and how did you discover your passion for art?
I've always wanted to be an artist. But I think the moment I realized that it was something I could do was in first grade. We had an assignment to draw our favorite monster from the Where the Wild Things Are book. I drew the black and yellow striped monster, and suddenly everyone in the class started asking if I could draw their monster too, because mine looked so nice. And right then is when I thought "Huh, maybe I should draw more pictures." What inspires you the most and when do you think your creativity is at its maximum?
I feel most inspired by looking at nature. When I can go out hiking or walking and take photographs of beautiful landscapes or cities, I feel like it really recharges my creative batteries. Also, I get a lot of inspiration by learning about world history and cultures, which I absolutely love doing. What do you think you'd be doing if you hadn't chosen this path?
If I hadn't been an artist... well, I've always wanted to be a paleontologist. Still do actually. Someday I'd like to go on a dig... and then maybe draw the dino bones. Haha! What do you think it's your most meaningful deviation and what makes it special? Does it have a story behind it?
Hmm, my most meaningful deviation... You know, I think the impact and meaning of the art is completely up to the viewer. Every image gets interpreted differently, and what I intend to convey in my images, may not always be what the viewer gets out of it. To me they're all kind of equally meaningful, because they're all works that I put my time and energy into. But I suppose the deviation Pent Up Aggression
is very meaningful to me, not so much for the image itself, but for the character portrayed in it. It's the oldest character I have in my roster, and for me, they symbolize my real beginnings as both a story teller, and an artist. Do you have any insecurities regarding your art?
Oh, of course. There's always a constant worry that my art isn't good enough, or that I won't get work because I don't have the ability to render like another artist, or that I can't do backgrounds as well as some people. Every artist has insecurities about their work. But I always tell myself that it's okay, and that there will always be people that I think are better than me. But nobody will ever do art exactly the same as me, and technically, that means I will always be the best at what I do, because I'm the only one that does it! Did art ever helped you to deal with your life problems?
For sure. If ever I'm feeling sad or down, I tend to draw things that make me happy to pick myself back up again. No matter how bad things get, I've always got my art to fall back on, and that's always a comforting thing to think about. What is the one thing you always wanted to do but never got a chance to?
Well, there's an awful lot of things I'd like to do that I haven't done yet. But I'm still young so I'm sure I can cross a few off my list before I kick the bucket! But I guess as far as things I wish I had done but never got to, that I for sure can't go back and do now... well, I always wished I could have gone to Disney World as a little kid so that I could have gotten a Snow White princess dress and worn it around the park. Haha! A few words for our fellow artists?
Don't ever let anybody tell you that you can't have a career in art. Or that the field you want to work in is too hard to break into. There will always be work if you look for it, and somebody has got to do those "hard to get" jobs, so why not you? If you're willing to put in a lot of time and hard work, you can have whatever career you want. Also, don't ever let yourself get bullied into work that you don't love. You can always say no to a job, and you deserve to be treated like a person- not just a tool for someone else to take advantage of. Sometimes clients can be difficult to work with, but if you're both willing to bend a little, then your work can be a very enjoyable experience and you can make really great friends that will stay with you for life.
Chasefor you i would catch summer
like a teen catching glory on a lean silver bicycle-
ripping through the streets of Triumph and Nostalgia
as if i could conquer or escape each one
and rise- rise- rise with the reddening
of your cheek as it mirrors our desire-
i will chase you until my starving hands
can feel no curves; until my eyes cannot contain
the bursting of your colours like parachutes on a stale
blue sky; until my mouth no longer tastes the days of August
on your lips-
your season lingers
like a haze in the sahara:
some oversaturated mirage,
or maybe just a miracle
that winked out too fast.
circular conversationyou are always right
i am always wrong
always moves the same
circles, one day i'm
going to make it
pull the line of me out
of the equation
let you keep your triangle.
Sinking a metaphorical heart-she's been searching
that don't exist
and the estranged
slivers of a soul
are jumping with restlessness,
shadows of every past, hunting
fluttering in the wind
with mischievous intent
her feathered metaphors
of unending staircases
are draining away
in a wishing well
with far more depth
than her own dreams-
lucidityyou were all dead ends and flypaper,
so when she had her tenth
that week, and woke up
sweat-drenched and howling
like a dying creature, you cursed down thoughts
of thirty-day notices,
and you packed up
and you left the front door wide open
and you started driving.
a state and a half
later, the sun rose,
and she was loose and soft in the backseat
and you could rest easy, making
tiny movements of the steering wheel
to compensate for that little
behind your ribs,
anchoring you north.
the first time you stopped for gas,
you had this impractical fantasy of
ditching the little blue Ford
but you looked at her
and you smiled,
and there would be time enough for that
are such feeble constructs.
one night she leaned close into your side,
her hand tracing patterns across the ridges
of your shoulder blades,
and she whispered,
"let’s go home,"
but she held the wheel still when you tried to
when the oc
The River RamblesWe cut each other halflong (simple
cell division) to find answers;
nothing spills out and nothing
floods in and nothing
It is a bleak burden, this
stargazer syndrome, near-sighted symphonic
strangers sipping endless streams of data
exchanging bits and bytes in and of the void.
Dark chasmal pockets
full of doubt, full of fever and strife;
we odds and end-less ebbs flow
back to the sea
as we are teased by landfall.
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