If you would like the simple and to the point resume/cv, please check the links to the left. This is more my thoughts on art and how I've changed over the years.
I don't know about you, but I'm terrible at 'about' pages. There's so much information I could write here, and yet when I start typing, my mind draws a blank.
Let's start with the basics. My name is Jessica. I'm in my forties. I'm happily married with three beautiful children and live in the state of Utah. The amount of animals in my care changes regularly as we foster lost and abandoned animals. I've done art my entire life, and expect to continue creating art until the day I die.
What art means to me and what my goals are as an artist has changed and grown over the years. When I was young, being an artist meant that you worked hard and you studied hard and eventually you became world famous in art galleries. You would drink champagne all the time and wear black tie everywhere when not painting. I had a pretty glamorized view of an artist's life, to say the least. As I grew older, being an artist meant that you had to be published. Be published, meet famous art directors, hobnob with extraordinary illustrators and authors and someday be known for concept art in video games and on book covers. I lost interest in that pretty swiftly, if only because drawing concept art for games, doing illustrations for other's stories, never truly felt like it captured the soul of being me. And what is an artist, if not uniquely themselves?
Every piece I do has meaning and depth to it now. Even if it is 'just a dragon'... well dragons were never really 'just' dragons, were they? The stuff of myths and legends, to strike fear in the hearts of men, to inspire, and guide.. to warn and to protect. I have found my home in the fantastical because it feels that there we are safe to express our deepest emotions. Being afraid is not a bad thing when you are staring at a terrifying monster. Falling in love does not feel so silly when the princess is rescued. Fantasy is safe to experience these emotions, without judgement.
So here I am. In the middle years of my life, finally realizing why I paint.