Growing up, my school lunch breaks were spent sitting at my desk drawing aliens, robots and intergalactic star battles in the back of my exercise book. You could say that I lived in a bit of a fantasy world. Little did I know that drawing would become my livelihood.
To this day, not much has changed in that respect and I still find it strange to consider myself an Illustrator. The more I create art, the more I find myself asking, ‘Am I an illustrator?’, and, more importantly, ‘What really defines me?’.
Some would say I’m an avid comic fan, a make-believe artificer in a space marine legion or simply a patient hermit. However, the who and what I am are not answered in what I write or my job title, but in the work I produce. Maybe that is why I find writing about my work harder than actually doing it. The natural and easiest way for me to communicate has always been through drawing and art, leading me to believe that my creations speak the loudest about who I am.
The self-discovery an individual makes through a creative journey is very interesting. It is even more profound when your creative endeavour helps others to do the same. When my work inspires others to express themselves and communicate their interests, it is the most rewarding and humble feeling. The result inspires me to excel in my craft even further.
I am always fond of the question, ‘How did you think this up?‘ and time and time again this makes me more inquisitive about my thought process. This process is, to say the least, hard to describe, but when I work it feels like crossing a bridge. What I am about to create most of the time already exists in my head and my job is simply bridging it to paper. The ideas cross an ever-growing bridge of inspiration, reinforced and moulded by great artists and peers. Even close friends and family all contribute to its foundation. The people I surround myself with have helped shape and refine my thought process for the better and, in turn, shaped and refined me, too.
Although my art is changing and so am I, there is one constant that stays the same. In essence, I’m simply that kid drawing at his desk just for pleasure.