Quaint Creek, ink on paper
Hy, my name is Nicola.
I’m 25 years old and i’m from Austria. I’m very glad that i have the opportunity to share a picture of mine with you guys and also got the chance to win something really special!
I discovered Art the first time consciously as something special for me at the age of 18 i guess. My heart was the first time broken and i don’t know why but i started to draw and i felt better while i did it. Later i learned that my grandfather is actually really god at drawing but his father didn’t let him make a career out of it. So Art especially drawing and painting makes me feel closer to my grandfather and makes me just feel closer to him. So Art is just because of this connection a really personal and special thing to me.
My great opportunity
My name is Angel, I am 24 and I live in Cuba. I do not remember when I started to draw, I think I do it since I have consciousness. Since I was a child I was drawing because it seemed magical to me that with just paper and pencil you could create anything just by imagining it.
My dream was to be like Leonardo da Vinci or Michelangelo.
I started painting two years ago. But I found that I didn’t have enough drawing skills to achieve a good rendering of the subjects. I do all my paintings and drawings from life.
Biologist Painting Biology and Biologists
I am a biologist and work on back pain and spine. I started to paint six years ago and do about 3 hours of painting a week – mostly portraits, because I find the faces very fascinating.
Completing my journey
I loved to draw as a child, but as an adult I put that pastime aside until several years ago when the desire reappeared and refused to be ignored.
While drawing on my own, I soon realized that I needed instruction to achieve competence to my satisfaction. So with trepidation about “going back to school”, I enrolled in an introductory evening drawing course at our local art college and loved it. Unfortunately, I was the least competent student in the class. So I pushed on and tried the next level course with –naturally- the same result. After a third try, this time working with pastel rather charcoal, unsurprisingly, the results were similar, and no fault of very patient and talented instructors. By now, my frustration had turned to dismay and disappointment because I was inept at a pastime I deeply wanted to pursue on a long term basis. I gave myself one last chance by seeking help at a private art school, with even more trepidation, because I thought they were not in the habit of taking on rank beginners.
I would like to become a children book illustrator and need good drawing skills.
Even from when I was a kid, I loved art and considered it my passion. Once I moved to New York and went into middle school, my confidence as an artist began to decrease as I started to see all these other artists in my school. I definitely did try my hardest and ending up landing myself in first place at the school art show. Ever since then I started to really believe in my skills again.
Now that I am in high school, my drawing skills have increased very much. Along the way I have created several art pieces from class and at home, I made some for my friends and teachers.
Art has always been a part of my life since a young age, always liked to draw, and enjoyed the creations artist’s made in comic books. I would try to draw the figures I saw in the books, but always had trouble making them myself. I wanted a career as an artist, but my dad talked me out of that idea. He told me artists were a dime a dozen so I should forget about it. I did notice there seemed to be so many people who could do fine artwork so I forgot about being an artist and it’s been my hobby ever since. Now I’m 76 years old, retired, and still love to draw. My favorite artist has always been Frank Frazetta because he could create characters. I look at a blank piece of paper, and want to…
Finding Beauty in the Inescapable
My Quest was inspired by a t-shirt…Someone else’s random t-shirt which I only happen to look upon as I averted my eyes from Walmart’s bra aisle. Actually, it wasn’t the t-shirt itself, but the words on it: ‘Let’s Carpe Some Diem!’ Most people wouldn’t understand it; but it wasn’t greek to me. It was latin. And I was a homeschooler.
A continuous learning
My name is Elissa and I’m Brazilian, born in Belém/PA but currently living in São Paulo. I’m a theologian and a philosophy student and I’ve always loved to draw and to paint. I had, in the early stages of my life, some difficulties in recognizing and appreciating my interest in art. I thought I would dedicate myself to art only in my later years, when I’d have some time to spend on it. Fortunately to me, this is not what actually happened.
Art is my happy place
Like most people I have drawn and painted from an early age but was taught nothing at school, in those days Art wasn’t seen as important. Since leaving school life seems to get in the way. I’ve worked and brought up a family but always squeezed in a little drawing where I could. It keeps me sane and happy.