I have an odd personality. I have to seriously follow my heart. Really follow it, not just trot along after some vague feeling that may or may not come from there.
I can’t draw anything that doesn’t originate in my heart. If I try, it turns out miserably, and I’m miserable the whole time I’m drawing it too. People who request custom drawings like portraits don’t understand this, and they look at me askance when I say no. This heart centered approach hasn’t got me as far as others have gone, but it has taken me to undiscovered places that I never thought existed.
So you’ll never find me at an art fair, or selling lots and lots of art anywhere. You’re going to have to look hard to find me at all. I’m here though, walking in the heavily wooded acres of the wild heart with pencil and paper in hand.
