First post

I spent my childhood thinking I couldn't be an artist. In kindergarten, I wasn't able to "stay" in the lines while creating a red crayon colored set of balls(10 pages of paper, each with a round circle from one to ten to color in) Christmas present for my parents and I remember the teacher pointing it out, and feeling so frustrated that my present would fall short of it's potential.

Who knows why some people can color in the lines and some can't or choose not to? Art is so personal, I don't think anyone can "judge" anyone else's creations or artistic expressions, only enjoy them or relate or react to them, or not, and that is ok. So, here I am 35 years later, come to art in my mid 30's as a jewelry designer and now, finally feeling the confidence to explore other areas of artistic expression that seem to want to just burst out of me lately. Could be hormonal, I don't really know, but it is there and I'm going to enjoy every minute of this wonderful heady artistic ride, as long as it lasts!