Before I started to draw, I felt miserable. I had recently had a big shift in my career (that required extra training and classes for a certification). I worked really hard to get to this place in my career. So, WHY did I feel so miserable?

After much soul searching, I realized it was fear. It’s not the fear of failure, but rather the fear of looking directly at my dreams and aspirations and acknowledging them. I am afraid of putting other life achievements on hold so that I can chase these wild and crazy dreams.

And one of those dreams includes drawing. Drawing gives me a place to express myself, and it feels universal. You can look at a drawing and completely understand: who, what, where, when, and why.

I spent hours looking at comics online and thinking to myself, why can’t I do that? One day as I was scrolling through instagram thinking, why can’t I do that? A little voice answered, you can.

I realized DUH! I CAN!

It was liberating.

So I began drawing. And eventually it led to me sharing my drawings. And eventually I started taking pictures of them and posting them publicly.

It took me a year of drawing and staring straight into my dreams before I could gather the courage to launch an account and website to publicly show my work. It is still a work in progress, but it’s mine. I did this. I can.