To begin with, I've never thought that I was 'good enough'. I looked around at my classmates and artist friends and saw how seemingly endless their talents were. Whatever I would paint, draw, or sculpt was never close to 'how cool' theirs were. I would work along side them, but I wouldn't dare use the word 'artist' in relation to me. Oddly enough, even while I was in school to be an artist/art teacher I battled with the label. It gave me warm and fuzzies when an aunt and uncle would refer to me as 'artist', but it never felt right.
Because of all of this, I jumped from media to media trying to find my place in art. In the process I found out something quite unique about myself: I had my own talent. The less and less I began worshiping my idols and friends, the more I found that I could paint, draw, and sculpt....but in my own way. It's curious what age does to someone. The older I get the more and more I could care less about what other see in my personal work. That doesn't mean the same for commissions. No, no, I work to please those that gave me the privilege of making something for them. However, my own work, what I liked to do and create began to transform a bit.