“I was born into a world of art. I always thought that in life, you breathe, you eat, you go to sleep and you draw.” – Paloma Picasso
Like the daughter of the famous cubist artist, Pablo Picasso, I also grew up breathing in the smells of Prisma colored pencils and fresh, new drawing pads. Though my dad is not a revolutionary fine artist, he is a passionate architect. Since day one, my idea of fun was organizing my dad’s art supplies in the order of the rainbow, drawing mermaids and princesses on printer paper, and attending art museums in every city we traveled.
Growing up, I never imagined making a career out of art. It simply didn’t feel tangible. I dreamed of being a rock star, a chemist, and then a doctor. Creating art seemed like a hobby to my elementary mind, not something I could pursue as a career.
That was until my whole world flipped upside-down in August of 2006 when I was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. After that day, I utilized art as a desperate need to communicate my unspeakable feelings, to serve as an outlet of pent up anger and distress. From that moment on, I voiced myself through brush and canvas, pencil and paper. I painted and drew when I needed to escape the present.
Here I am now, living, a childhood cancer survivor, and in my final year at Savannah College of Art and Design (SCAD). Majoring in Fashion Design and minoring in Accessory Design, I am actually making a career out of my art. From this point on I will use my talent, vision, and history to change the world with a graphite pencil and a needle.
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