Art saved me and made me brave.

Art saved me and made me brave.

Some friends may not believe it but I was painfully shy as a kid early on. I was great at home but socially shy. Maybe from being an only child where it was just me and mom all the time, small neighborhood, cultural differences with mom being from South Korea.... probably all these things. I had high anxiety about going to school in Kindergarten but was ok in Sunday school with the small group of kids. It took my parents 3 days of trying and taking turns taking me to kindergarten. I happily say, I made lifelong friends from that year despite being 1 of 2 Asian-American kids in the whole neighborhood probably town for that matter growing up. Entering middle school and then high school triggered it all over again each time till I got into a schedule and made a friend or two. It gave me confidence in school that I did well in art class and the teacher could appreciate my skills even in my middle school art class. I didn't pursue art in HS. My dad felt I needed to learn real skills etc. 

But this anxiety crept in every so often, remembering how to ride my bike after just learning one summer and being anxiously nervous come springtime when it was warm out. I'd make up excuses etc. until I felt brave enough on my own to privately warm up on the bike again without the fear of hurting myself. Through all these things creativity and art was my happy place. I'd draw, color in crayons, paint at school, and when I wasn't inside doing an art or craft I'd sit outside and creatively make up names and voices for the animals in the yard and make up their lives.... 

When I moved out of Rhode Island in my 20's and was adjusting to living in Ohio far away from my family with my now husband, painting gave me calm. I always felt better and peaceful while and after I'd painted. Usually a neighborhood house or something outside. Ohio was ok, I got to get more acquainted with my husbands family but was landlocked and became somewhat depressed. Art helped me out of that. Kept me going and even keeled. I even made my own wedding invitations because no one had anything in the late 90's that was delicately pretty with floral mulberry paper and rose petals with vellum paper. So I busied myself making my own! I also make a couple other peoples wedding invitations as well! Art made me brave with confidence and saved me from depression. xoxo 

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