If you had told a younger version of myself that one I’d day become an illustrator she would have laughed in your face. Quite loudly I might add. Though I really liked drawing and crafting as a kid I grew up quite self critical. At a certain point nothing I created ever really seemed good enough. So I stopped.
When it was time to pick a future for myself I enrolled into Law School. Just to be on the safe side. After a year I realized this wasn’t the most fitting of decisions. I then switched to a BA in Cultural Sciences and just kept piling on other courses on top to be sure I would be employable in the arts. It worked! I started out in the education department of a museum and then went on to work as an advisor at a fund. I loved my jobs, worked hard and progressed quickly. Only something didn’t feel quite right. I kept thinking how great it would be if more creativity was involved in my day to day work. But that wasn’t really part of the job description. So I decided I would have to take care of that myself. I slowly started making art again in the evenings and on the weekends. It gave me such a great feeling of joy and fulfillment that I eventually enrolled myself in an MA Children’s Book Illustration. I felt so proud of myself. Though the course is parttime I found out it was difficult to combine with a four day working week. Even though I was good at my job and meant to be going places I really wanted to find out how good an illustrator I could become. So I took the plunge and quit my job. I’d never taken a risk before so why not bet on an opportunity instead of a certainty for once….
I then treated myself to a few months of fulltime making during this spring. It was great to really get in a creative flow and to think up a plan for this new chapter of my life. Now everyday when I wake up I feel energized and know exactly where I am going and how I am going to make sure I get there.