|Kirstin’s art career began early when she ran out of paper, or so she claimed, and found a substitute in the pages of her father’s book collection.|
Kirstin’s art career began early when she ran out of paper, or so she claimed, and found a substitute in the pages of her father’s book collection. She was promptly presented with a nice large wood drawing board to work on. Taking the concept quite literally she drew all over the board forgetting to put paper down first. Her art at this point was largely realistic and a bit girlie with numerous colorful images of butterflies, birds, and hearts. Her brief career in realism ended abruptly when she displayed a beautiful butterfly to her parents and their visiting guests an artist and her husband, an architect. When told that butterflies did not have feet, she stormed off to pout in her room, pledging a silent oath, “never to paint anything that look like anything again.” Dabbles in mixed media and painting followed and an incessant need to doodle during class seemed to preoccupy her time. It seemed drawing extremely symmetrical images was far more interesting the drone of many a teacher’s voice. One day it was suggested by an artist friend that she start putting her “class notes” onto canvas instead of the blurry messes of “nothing” she so liked to paint. And this is how it began, and again the background noise, though this time the pitter patter of pets feet across the wood floor and the scurry of traffic from beyond the apartment windows, was silenced with paint and order.