I can’t remember a time where I didn’t consider myself an artist. Everything I do, everything I look at is considered through a creative lens. I think this ability came from my mother. I remember driving across the desert in my youth on family vacations and my mom would tell us to look out into the landscape and imagine what it was like a million years ago. I would gaze out and think about the land rushing past me and what it may have looked like with dinosaurs roaming through it or with lush vegetation. Imagining the colors I would use to recreate the setting in my mind’s eye.
It is with that same curiosity that I approach life today.