I’m the kind of artist who believes everyone is an artist. And I know that some of us choose to become professional artists. The degree of our professionalism is in part circunstancial and in part intentional.

I’m the kind of artist who makes art to connect with spiritual life. 

I’m the kind of artist who sees art in every action of my life, so I make art all the time.

I’m the kind of artist who wishes I would do nothing else but paint. But then I’m determined to write, and I’m also determined to be an artist-mother.

I’m the kind of artist who was raised hearing my parents say that someone “is an Artist” as if they were enlightened-untouchable-alien-gods and it took me a really long time to accept that I’m an artist too.

I’m the kind of artist who had to overcome many layers of shame for knowing that I’m an artist.

I’m the kind of artist that trusts I can make money and live well while being an artist full-time.

I’m the kind of artist who thinks that there is no good or bad art.

I’m the kind of artist who knows that I need to access a special place within “me” to make art, but the artwork that I make isn’t “me” after-all.

I’m the kind of artist who feels old enough not to feel threatened by critiques or criticism. And yes, it was a matter of time and experience for me to become this kind of artist.

I’m the kind of artist who likes to do THE artwork and I’m learning to be the kind of artist who makes multiple artworks.

I’m the kind of artist who is proud of being self-taught but who also went to school her whole life.

I’m the kind of artist who thinks a lot about what it means to be an artist.

I’m the kind of artist who feels honored to be seen as an artist.

I’m the kind of artist who loves to talk with other artists.