Becoming an artist

Many people think that becoming an artist is only capable after you have graduated from a school of arts.  I on the other hand, believe it is something you are born with. It is not specifically the talent that I am talking about but more the feeling, the sense, the vibe of an artistic soul that you are born with. The love for small details that make something unique, love for beauty, love for colors and seeing images where others don’t. Being an artist it’s like a sixth sense that you have, or you don’t have. Some people don’t follow this their entire life, others can’t sleep if they don’t pursue this vibe. It’s about choices and opportunities I suppose. And maybe, in a way, the people that you have near you.

In my case, becoming an artist was more like discovering that I am an artist. I came from a family with a good eye for beauty and a deep love for unique things. My grandmother used to draw good, my father painted exceptionally as an amateur and I was attracted to it all, but no one taught me a thing. Coming from a family with high expectations, art was not accepted as a part of my future education, so I had no studies in it. When I was a teenager, I became a model, to pay for my taxes at the Law University. Soon after I owned my own talent agency and became a fashion designer. My artistic vibe was bursting in me, but I did not know how to handle it. The fashion things lasted for a few years, until my life changed from a personal level and it all went south. I started drawing in coal a little but nothing big. I started writing poems and stories, but it all never seemed enough from what was trying to burst inside of me.