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THE BEGINNING
My Youth or Not So Long Ago
In fourth grade I remember I started to draw actively, in fifth I fell in love with my first anime, and my middle school years where full of anime drawings, making clothes for my dolls and myself, I fell in love with wood working and colored pencils and made my first acrylic paintings on drawing paper. I loved to sing, always. I entered a contest my last year of middle school, and won first place, to all my shock and child's joy. In my mind, I could never be good enough, or understood enough to win anything.
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FROM THEN UNTIL NOW
In high school I did everything. painted, drew, danced, sewed. I painted rocks, dyed my hair, started making crystal jewelry, took a figure drawing class, fell in love with pens, took a couple high school art classes, painted a galaxy on a bike, repurposed couch fabric into alternative clothing, made shocking face paints, modeled, took photos of tons of natural scenes, started hoop dancing, studied pen and ink calligraphy... and so on with the adventures. I took a class for painting outside of school at the Canoga Park Youth Arts Center which took a very different approach to creative education from my high school platform which sometimes I resisted and sometimes would go to escape to.
