My Journey into Abstract Art: How It All Started
For as long as I can remember, art has been a part of my life. As a child, I spent countless hours drawing, completely immersed in a world of imagination and creativity. But then, life happened. School, responsibilities, and the general chaos of adulthood swooped in and decided that art wasn’t "practical." So, like many childhood passions, it got shelved. Literally. My sketchbooks gathered dust while I focused on "serious" pursuits. In fact I never held on to any childhood art. (crazy I know)
Fast forward to my IT degree, and I was knee-deep in programming and tech jargon when, out of nowhere, I was required to take an animation class. At first, I thought, "Why am I doing this? This isn’t going to help me fix a network server." But surprise surprise—it was exactly what I needed. That class reawakened the creative spark I’d buried under layers of deadlines and PowerPoint presentations. Suddenly, I was drawing again, and it felt like meeting an old friend after years apart.
From there, I explored everything. Illustration? Check. Realism? Yep. Editorial work? Sure, why not. But nothing quite clicked. Then came abstract art, and it was like the universe finally handed me the right set of keys. "Here you go, this one’s for you."
My desk on a regular basis
Why Abstract Art?
Two reasons stand out. First, my life outside of art was… well, let’s just say it wasn’t a delightful whirlwind of chaos. It was more like a Category 5 hurricane that overstayed its welcome. Abstract art, with its freedom and lack of rules, became my way to make sense of all that negativity without having to delve too deeply into it. No rules, no expectations, just pure, messy, cathartic creation.
Second, I’m obsessed with colour. Like, really obsessed. While other art forms focus on things like "form" or "composition," (not that you can’t focus on these in abstract art) abstract art lets me skip all that (if I choose) and dive headfirst into what I truly love: colours. Bold reds, moody blues, electric yellows—I want them all. For me, colour isn’t just part of the art; it is the art. If I could, I’d paint the world in gradients and call it a day.
The Journey Continues
Abstract art has become my therapy, my escape, and my ultimate creative outlet. It’s where I can let loose, embrace imperfection, and have fun with no pressure to "get it right." Every piece I make reflects whatever chaos is rattling around in my head at the time—sometimes it’s a vibrant celebration, other times it’s, well, abstract frustration.
Starting this blog feels like the perfect next step. Here, I’ll share my work, my process, and probably some anecdotes about how often I spill paint on myself. (Spoiler: It’s a lot.) Abstract art might be deeply personal, but it’s also a great way to connect with others who find beauty in the unpredictable.
Thanks for being here and joining me on this colourful, chaotic ride. Let’s embrace the mess and make something amazing together!
