How I Started My Journey as an Artist.
Growing up, my dad was an artist who painted a myriad of things, including oil landscapes. Art was in my blood, and in my teen years I started to seek out resources to teach myself how to draw, and eventually, paint.
One day in my first year of college, I asked my roommate from Germany to help me name one of my first landscape pieces. While staring at the painting, she used one German word to name it, “Sehnsucht.” Little did she know that she had not only named the piece, but had also given me a name for my identity as an artist.
I love creating a variety of things, particularly landscapes, but the common theme between all of them is a desire to capture joy in the variety of forms joy takes. “Sehnsucht” is a word C.S. Lewis used to describe that mixture of joy, nostalgia, and the ache in our hearts when we see something truly beautiful. When my roommate named my first piece “Sehnsucht,” it sparked an artistic focus in my work that has carried into my art business.
Where We Are Now.
Since then, I married my wonderful husband Ethan, and now we are juggling work, school, and the ever expanding collection of art supplies in our apartment as we prepare to welcome our baby boy in February.
While being a full-time student, I have had the pleasure of being a young girl’s art teacher and of creating custom paintings for clients, both things that I absolutely love doing. I love watching my student grow her artistic abilities and her artist eye. In many ways, teaching her has reminded me of things I love about being an artist, as well as causing me to revisit the fundamentals. When a client hires me to paint a piece of a special location for their family, or a painting for their wife’s birthday, I am welcomed into a special moment or place, and in a way, it becomes special to me. And when the client takes that piece home that I have labored over for hours…I know that it is going to a special home with people who love it more than I even do.
Most nights before an art show, I find myself and my husband last minute signing and packaging art prints, or trying to make everything for the art show fit in our small SUV. I have also been blessed to have a grandmother who helps me set up and man the booth while my husband is at work. If you ever come to see me at a show when she is there, you will be sure to hear a story or two from her about her favorite pieces, especially of the Florida painting I made for her. If you are lucky, you may even hear us argue about one particular piece and whether or not I subconsciously painted the Idaho mountains from my childhood…