Ever since I was a small child I wanted to be a famous artist. I will never forget the feeling of joy that caused my world to melt away while coloring in my Cinderella coloring book.
It was in first grade that my natural talent first seemed to appear, when my family was called to my school to see a picture of a bird I had drawn because it was so realistic. Many years later as an adult, my husband and I came across a copy of that Cinderella coloring book I had used to nurture my creativity as a child and I was so happy remembering the feelings associated with the smell of crayon on those pages.
Today it is stepping up to a blank canvas and the smell of turpentine that gets me excited and takes me to that special place inside of me. When I step up to that empty field of white, I experience the kind of freedom that only an artist can know of - having the privilege to create something from nothing. It’s a magical process.
As someone who is a primarily self taught artist, my art comes from a spontaneous response to the world as it is filtered through my imagination. It shows up in a raw and unfettered style free from the impositions of anyone else’s vision for my work.
What I choose to put on my canvases is work that I hope inspires, uplifts, is cause for both smiles and thought and mostly, glorifies God.
It is also my hope that in the years to come, my work will be a light in this sometimes dark world.
-Karen O’Lone-Hahn