Celebrating 19 Years of Creative Expression

This week I struggled to come up with a topic. I haven’t been feeling much like myself and I haven’t been inspired to create lately.  I have been doing a lot of self reflection and spending a lot of time on social media to keep myself updated on the events happening in the world.

I had to remind myself that life goes on and even though injustice exists, it shouldn’t rule my every waking moment, I needed to remember that I have some control over my life to protect my sanity.

I sat in my bed a few nights in a row realizing that I couldn’t bring myself to think of a creative idea.  My mind was so numb that my thoughts escaped me as quickly as they entered.  To remedy the creative blockade that had taken over, I decided to take a trip down memory lane. 

I will be celebrating my 19th year this week. And while looking through all of my old art I thought, there is no better way to remember my life than to look back on it and remember how I spent it. 

For as long as I can remember I was a creative person.  A lot of the work that I created before age 11 are a lost nowhere to be found at the moment, but, I do have artwork from ages 12 to 18 at my disposal. 

As I celebrate life this week, I want to remember who I am now and who I used to be, through my art.

Kristin Brunson-Palmer
Word Art entitled “Kristin”, 2013
First Still Life, Pencil, 2014
The first Self Portrait I have ever done, Charcoal, 2014
A piece made around 2016 about ethnicity and cultural diversity
An early attempt at depicting Dr. Martin Luther King Jr’s impact, as a means of art activism for a school project
Second Still Life attempt, Pencil, 2017
My second Self Portrait, Pencil, 2017
A piece about black female/transgender identity and equality, 2017
One Point Perspective school project, 2018
Acrylic partial Self Portrait, 2019
Gouache, 2019
Kristin Brunson-Palmer
Still life, Charcoal, 2019
First Still Life at university, Oil, 2020

In this process of time traveling, I let myself finally appreciate works that didn’t get a chance to shine. Looking back just made me appreciate my progress that much more.

Getting this chance to look back has made me appreciate my growth. If you don’t save your art, let this be the message that makes you start. Being able to look back and reminisce has been a pleasure. This experience was extremely humbling and brought back the spark that I was afraid I was starting to lose.

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