How I became an artist

The Liverpool Sky line where I live

To tell you the truth. I didn’t even know that I could draw six years ago. Yes, that’s the amount of time that I’ve been making art just six years.

I remember it as if it were only yesterday. It was the 6th of January 2013 when I got the message that my boyfriend had died. He had been diagnosed with cancer three months earlier and it had taken him with a vengeance. My whole life felt like it was whirling around me, spinning me round and round out of control. My best friend helped me through that dark time and if it hadn’t been for her I would have ended my life to be with him, wherever he was in death.

The final blow came a year later when that best friend died suddenly after falling in the street. One minute she was there, laughing and joking, the next minute collapsed on the floor never to wake up again. I hadn’t been with her on that fateful day. I had to find out by the dreaded message. A message that I never ever want to get again. I had no one to turn to but the sanctuary of my home. So I went to bed and fell asleep. Months went by and all I could do was sleep, cry, eat a little, sleep cry and the cycle went on and on and on. 

The days and nights merged into each other and darkness gripped me by the throat, choking the life out of me. I needed something to help me get through it but I didn’t know what. I looked on the internet for ways to cope and came across a website that suggested taking up art in some way.

So the new cycle began.

I immersed myself in YouTube tutorials and I followed those videos with sketchbook and pencil, listening to the advice and taking note of the hints, tips and tricks.

One of very first drawings


After about a year, my friends and family were starting to praise my work, which I must admit, really gave me a boost in confidence and when a friend asked me to draw a picture of her pet dog I was over the moon. When I gave her the picture she handed over £50. I was shocked, I hadn’t asked for the money, I just did the drawing because she was a friend. She wouldn’t take no for an answer so took it and used the money to buy more art materials.

Later on I started using colour. This was one of the pictures that was part of an exhibition I did called
“The Eye Of The Beholder”

The seed had been planted and that little seed in my mind began to grow into an idea.

An idea saying that maybe, just maybe, I could actually earn a living from doing something that I loved. Over the years that followed, I created art and over the years the art changed into what it is now.

Now my art is mainly of Flowers. Maybe it will change again, I don’t know but i am enjoying creating them to sell in my online shop,


I must admit though it has been hard at times and the lack of money had me scraping by not knowing where my next rent payment was coming from. I joined a few groups on social media and got myself a business mentor: You can find her here Colette Broomhead.

Without the help of Colette, I would not be where I am today. So, Colette Broomhead, I thank you for that.

It may have taken six years to get here with an Etsy shop, a blog, a Facebook following and money coming in that helps me pay the rent, but it’s been a journey that I would do over and over again without a second thought.

Art really can make the world an easier place to live in and if I can make art to surround you with the beauty of it then my job has been worthwhile.

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2 comments

  1. What a powerful story at the beginning, Kelly. I’m sorry you had to go through all that pain.

    I want to learn how to draw, design or something like that. I’ve tried some oil and gouache painting before and I really enjoy it 🙂

    Props to that friend of your for paying you for your work and helping you build confidence!

    Keep up the great work 🙂

    aimlief
    http://www.aimlief.com

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