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Defining Yourself As An Artist

How do you define yourself as an artist? That’s something I’ve struggled with for as long as I’ve been a creative person. For years, I’ve tried to define my style of art, but I always came up empty handed. Sure, I had talent, but I had no idea where I fit in.

I couldn’t paint realism if my life depended on it. I’ve never had an eye for home décor or trends, and don’t even get me started on creating art that requires symmetrical relationships or clean lines.

Then one day, I realized that I simply don’t fit into a box. In fact, I don’t like creating art that puts me in a box because it reminds me of a time in my life when I felt smothered, suppressed, and suffocated. And I don’t ever want to feel that way again. So I create art that isn’t necessarily structured.

It took a long time for me to define myself as an artist, but today I gladly call myself a mixed media abstract artist. I create art that often requires no rules, no boundaries, and no need for perfection. I simply create art that not only feels good, but touches the soul.

Copyright, Alyice Edrich. /


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