One of the main thing people ask me is how I became an artist.

It all started when I was a little child. I used to draw and paint a lot. I was very passionate about different subjects and I spent my days creating and playing.

Since I was so passionate about art, my mom signed me up to some art classes. These art classes were the highlights of each week. I always looked forward to attending them. The teacher had always planned some exciting new projects for us to do.

As I grew older, I didn’t draw and paint as much as I did before. I was very busy with my schoolwork and I spent most of my free time with my friends. I wasn’t an A student so I had to take a private teacher to pass the exams.

After I graduated high school I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life or who I wanted to become. Most of my classmates had everything figured out by then and had picked out an university. I decided to take some time off. I took a job as a waitress in a small cafe and worked there for about a year. After that I worked in the Sport shop. I loved the job but I wanted more. During this time it got pretty clear to me that I want to study something and get a good job.

I did my research and checked out all the universities. Finally I decided to study business and marketing.

First year everything was great and I was very happy with my choice. There were many interesting subjects and I felt like marketing was something I will be passionate about for the rest of my life.

By the end of the second year the stress had taken the toll on me. There were a lot of assignments that I had to do and I also had to find a position at the company to do my practice. The pressure was too much. I didn’t want to disappoint my parents and my health was starting to give me signs to take a break.

I remember it so clearly like it was yesterday. I was sitting in a big auditorium with my classmates. The teacher was talking and suddenly I felt sick in my stomach. My heart started to race and the only thought I had was: I have to get out of this auditorium. I ran to the bathroom. I thought I had a stomach flu.

When the same thing happened to me the second time I started to think there was something very wrong with me. I went to see the doctor and they told me that I have an anxiety.

I saw many different psychiatrists and psychologists. I was prescribed antidepressants and fell into depression.

I had to take an academic vacation from the university.

Suddenly I had so much free time. Time to think about life and everything.

One day I came across a horse drawing on Facebook and I was immediately intrigued. I decided to try and draw a horse.

It might now have been as good as I expected, but for a good moment I managed to get my mind off from my anxious thoughts and I felt like I was onto something. I felt so inspired and started to draw and paint daily.

I soon went to the art supply store and bought many canvases, paints and pencils. I explored many mediums and different subjects. I felt like there was joy and excitement in my life again.

At one point I realized that this is what I want to do for the rest of my life. Back then this seemed like an unrealistic idea but I had this feeling that I would figure it out.

Fast forward 9 years later I’m painting abstract and I’m so grateful that I decided to take a risk and dive into the unknown.

It’s been a beautiful journey of exploration. Exploration of art and exploration of myself.

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