As a chronically ill, late diagnosed ADHD Autistic artist, art saved me.
During a time when it felt like everything I knew about the world, and myself, was crumbling down around me, I found art again.
When I was young, art, and making things, was mostly all I cared about. I didn’t “play” Barbie, I decorated her home, and curated her outfits. I spent HOURS by myself, experimenting with art supplies, colours, textures.
People never really made a whole lot of sense to me, and it often feels like I am stuck inside a fishbowl, observing the “real people”…
But, in the moments when I see someone connect with my art, I feel real.
I love experimenting with different styles and mediums of art, and playing especially with colour and texture. I never know where my creativity is going to take me, or what hyperfixation I will develop next.
Welcome, to the place where I keep my weird art.
