Updated: Sep 8, 2019
Here's a blast from the past!
Oh geez... I never thought I would find these, let alone share them. I have kept these sketchbooks hidden for a very, very long time. I was 11 years old when I started drawing superheroes. My obsession with Marvel Comics and any comic book was apparent to everyone, including my parents. Creating characters came very naturally for me, since playing with dolls, and all the games I used to play when I was a little girl involved character creation, elaborate backstories, arcs, and gruesome deaths.
Bright Star was probably the first character that I created and inspired me to draw. I drew her for about three years.
My parents realized my passion for drawing and placed me in advanced drawing classes. I took Drawing as an elective in Junior High and High School and surprise, surprise went to Art School as soon as I graduated High School.
While in art school, I drew every single day for every class, and on summer and winter breaks, I took more classes, many of which had nothing to do with my major. They kept me busy sketching, creating characters, garments, and designs. I'm grateful for all of the experiences I have had with a pencil or charcoal in my hands. I mean, seriously, all the fantastic teachers that gave their time and patience, all the fellow students that critiqued my homework, and all the sleepless nights. All of it.
My earliest memory of drawing, was when I was about 4. (I have pictures of my sister and I coloring with markers way before that, but I have no memories of those moments.) I remember sitting in front of my dad in the dining room table and drawing a girl upside down, right side up for him to view. He helped me fix the proportions and taught me about bones and muscles and where they go. After that, I remember using a small blackboard and chalk to draw background scenes for my dolls. And changing the views and backgrounds as I played along. I was barely 5! I don't think I even went to school. My sister was in first grade, and I had not yet been admitted into Kindergarten. Unfortunately, I do not have any drawings of my childhood aside from these few sketchbooks. Since we moved so many times, things got thrown away, lost, or stolen. These are all the memories I have left from my childhood and teenage years. This is the first time they have been scanned or published online.