For many years when it came to being creative, for me, that meant making photos. Creating in a dark room was inspiring. Photoshop not so much. Even when it came to selling cameras, I was more equipped to tell you why to stay with film. Given that was nearly 20 years ago, but hey…I’m back to having a film camera again!
Growing up if a school project could be a diagram instead of speaking, I was down that path real quick. One that sticks out is a book report I did for Indian in the Cupboard that was a shoebox display. Teepee, Indian figurine, and all. A lot of ideas got pushed aside, but some have stuck in my head or were found mixed in with old school work my parents kept. [Bonus of being an only child?]
When my husband found NFTs, I saw them being for traditional artists. After scoping it out and digging in, I saw that mayyyyyybe every artist can make their own path. Imagining ways to combine what I enjoy is kind of mind-boggling. Exploring ideas and digging up past projects provides a rush of creative thoughts. Though I have to remind myself to push forward and not get stuck behind having so many f*cking ideas.
As you can see, this isn’t a “Wow, I’ve made a lot of sales” post. It’s an “I’m happy to have found a space to be creative, even if I feel like an outsider” post.
I’m thankful to each person that’s collected my work.
I’m thankful for realizing that art is what you make it.
I am thankful our paths somehow merged here.
Some for the first time. Some from many paths ago.
We each create differently. And that’s truly amazing.
While I’ve been creating for a long time, the outsider/newbie intimidation is there. Going into post-production at 19 made me the youngest in most rooms. Even when the talent was younger than me, I was still somehow “the young one.” After lots of years in production, I never found my voice. I thoroughly enjoy it, but not being able to express myself creatively stalled me. Though if you put me back on a Foley stage, game on. Or I’m down to run a machine room full of tape dubs. Melts my cold heart and freezes my hands thinking about it.. and how cold that room was.
Tangent aside, I’m thankful to the artists and collectors that have reached out and allowed me in their DMs.
My list of art to collect continues to grow.
Some 1/1s. Some cats, that are pixels.
Some kid art. Maybe a VideoFeeling or Thought.
A cloud at some point.
There’s collabs brewing. Some may be real. Most could be dreams.
Projects are continuing and that’s what matters.