I have always been a maker — much of my childhood was spent burning through boxes of crayons and bottles of glue. Anything I could get my hands on became my canvas, from traditional notebooks to the slightly less conventional, but just as accessible, windowsills and walls of my bedroom. My parents have always been incredibly supportive of my passion; instead of chastising me for making a mess, they enrolled me in art classes. With time, my steady stream of “creations” matured, but my love of the artistic process remained.
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