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Style & Beauty

I turned 50 this year and I’m finally comfortable calling myself an artist. That’s crazy, right? I’ve been drawing since I could hold a crayon. My grandmother was an artist, and her sister was too. My mother would never call herself an artist but she’s incredibly creative. All my life she supported every one of my creative outlets – ballet, acting, drawing and pretty much anything else that drew (ha, ha) my attention. She signed me up for a few simple drawing classes when I was in elementary school, but those were really just a bunch of kids getting together to sketch the big old haunted house on my street, so I was basically self-taught until into my mid 30s. And by self-taught I mean totally winging it!