i feel like im driven by inspiration. its what causes my sparks of creativity. there are so many things. this answer could go on forever, which makes this an intriguing question. <3
my grandma is an artist, and i grew up with her. i was always surrounded by her art which was anything from her paintings, to the amazing things she could create with a sewing machine. during the day she worked as a pro chef. i had art supplies and took every after school art program that existed. a day didnt pass where i didnt make something.
any time that was spent with my mom was very dark. she had wood carved sculptures of the devil, amongst numerous other things children should never be around. i became obsessed with horror movies and listened to gnr and skid row. at age 8 i was back with my grandma, and stayed there until i graduated high school.
i guess like every adolescent, those years were spent mostly being lost, but thinking i knew everything. i saw a video for marilyn mansons get your gunn video on 120 min and fell in love. cliche? no, i was 13 years old living in a small town in arizona with no parents. in 8th grade, ‘mr. manson’ was all i could think about, all i could draw, all that inspired. sounds a little silly, but i feel like i owe a lot to him.
the next few years, i think shaped me completely as a person. i started taking guitar lessons, started a band, and we actually played a few legit shows. and we even got makeovers on the jenny jones show. i might die if that ever shows up on the internet. i also started obsessively playing with a 35mm film camera. i swear it was glued to my hand. i have boxes and boxes of photographs. sadly our school never offered a photography class. but i had 2 incredible art teachers during those 4 years who i still keep in contact with. they let me be on an ‘independent art contract’ so i didnt have to do what the rest of the class was doing. i just had to produce something new every week.
when i was 18 i moved out, i discovered jrock and became completely enamored with japan.
since then, ive been so extremely blessed to be able to thank the people who have helped me find myself along the way. to this day they still inspire me.
so to make this ridiculously long, boring story slightly shorter, the things that inspire me, seem to be my grandma, the dark, the devil, the moon, japan, my cats, my friends, my role models, fashion designers, visual kei, horror films, the desert, the 60’s, beautiful girls, texts at 4am, marie antoinette, blood, polaroids, vinyl, vintage playboys, sad eye art, insects, the list really goes on and on forever. i think i just put myself to sleep. ;) xo