How could I be? The pencil never stops moving, always creating and learning. I love to draw, I always have. When I was a child I made my cousin Amy a tiger with my sister's permanent markers. It's a fond memory of our mothers and a shining example of how I cannot be stifled. I would draw on walls, and my mom would tell me that my art was beautiful. One day, at the age of 15, I decided that my room needed sprucing. I painted a tiger on the wall. ( Have you noticed I love cats?) After I had finished I was mortified! My mom was surely going to freak!
Vanilla Rose:
done in Illustrator for package design
She came home and I immediately confessed. She came in my room and looked at it. "It's wonderful, and this is your room so it's okay." (I also painted a dragon on my sister's bedroom wall.) My mom never ceased to amaze me. She is always so understanding and supportive. My sister is a musician. My mom dealt with fully amplified sessions until 1:00 in the morning. She was and is proud of us. It is because of her that we weren't afraid to follow our dreams.
Glade Package design:
done in Illustrator
I did follow my dream. I went to school for graphic design. I worked very hard and enjoyed creating. After graduation I was clueless as to what to do with the degree. Don't get me wrong, there are a trillion options for artists, but none brought me joy. I wanted to make my heart happy. Art makes my heart happy. Forcing creativity for the sake of a deadline, however, did not.
Egret:
Acrylic on Canvas
So I then decided that art was a part of me and always will be. I enjoy looking at interior design, package design, fine arts, sculpture, photography, architecture, craftsmanship. You name it, I love it. However, I couldn't and won't pursue it as a career, because that would be a death to that enjoyment.
Realism to Abstract:
Graphite, Acrylic, and Ink on Illustration Board
Over the past year I've used photography as an artistic outlet, but there was a hole, a sadness that only creating could fill. That is why I started this blog, as a means of motivation to create. And already, I sleep better, I smile more, and I feel like I am finding "me" again. That makes my heart happy.
Avalon Blues, a Tribute to Mississippi John Hurt
Graphite on Cold Press Illustration Board
Until next time my friends, do something that makes YOUR heart happy.
<3 Jodi Ann!