A life full of praise from all the right people…

Posted: July 10, 2009 in My Life as an Artist, Uncategorized

I feel very fortunate to have grown up in northern Wisconsin on bodies of water as small as a baseball field or as seemingly as large as the Atlantic Ocean. Lake Superior brings so many wonderful memories of contests with the winner being whoever gets in the water first. Stealing rhubarb from neighboring gardens and seeing who takes the biggest bite without making a face was another daring feat. Ahhh, good times.

I always felt I had a pretty good childhood, but I also feel I was very independent and alone much of the time. I had my best friends who were a bit eccentric. Inger had an elf house and we would get little gifts of candy bars and miniature nick knacks from time to time. Tommy and I would hang out in the big, open field across my house and collect clay pigeon pieces. After a day of skeet shooting, the fields were riddled with them and we could fill a box in no time. It kept us occupied for hours at a time as we tried piecing them back together until our eyes glazed over. I spent a lot of time in the woods and I remember being completely heartbroken when I lost a plastic spider ring. Wow, if only that was as bad as it would get. 

Somewhere around the age of ten or eleven, things started to turn strange. My sisters and I went to spend time with an aunt only to come home and hear that our parents were divorcing. At the age of twelve, my life took on a world of its own. Being pushed back and forth between parents and family members, I finally ended up with my dad and my younger sisters went to live with my mom. 

My high school years are a blurr at best. I had plenty of friends, was an ok student and kept myself busy with athletics. The one thing I am very grateful for is the teachers and mentors that I did have. From the athletic coach who asked me at just the right time what I was doing after graduation to my art teacher who introduced me to so many different creative outlets. Then, of coarse, there is the boyfriend who always wanted to “fix me and make it all better”. 

I went on to college and received varying degrees of encouragement from professors and instructors. My 3-D instructor helped get me the much needed scholarships and considered me at the top of the class and another instructor encouraged me to get a fine arts degree.

I took everything that was said to me then and have enjoyed a happy and fulfilled life thus far. I am very thankful to everyone who has given me even one moment of their time. I will try to learn from everyone and if I have something to offer, I will try to reach out. I recommend you do the same…

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