dawn hilton's Page

I am Totally Self taught in everything I know.

I am an Empath, I am very self aware and use my instincts and senses to guide me through my life, my art and through motherhood.

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I never went to school let alone art school.

I taught myself to read and write at the age of 29, I also started to paint as an hobby in that same year, Art found me when I wasn't looking for it, now I'm addicted to it and it's slave.

What and who I am is a Mystery to even myself, I know I am a artist and a mother before anything else

I am My Subconscious Minds Eye Slave, what ever the creative message or thought it sends to my brain, I simply slave away until the work is finished, be it art, sculpture or just daily living events that require recording with my digital camera.

I usually venture from my sleep (Subconsciousness) in to my midway consciousness (*my creative consciousness*) this is the moment my creative thought is conceived.

Once the thought or message is passed over, I then slowly control my wakening, my thought patterns begin to work/ sketch out on to how I will work on the piece of art, then I slowly fully awaken myself in to full consciousness still thinking and creating ideas and finding answers and drawing solutions to the art work.

I sketch out the work in my mind, in 20 years I have never used a sketch book, I just sketch the thought straight on to canvas, that way, it is pure, if the mistakes are made, the are made there is no way of rubbing my thoughts out.

I may create the work the same day, or it may take me weeks to create after I fully work out how to tackle the work and the materials to use, but never longer.

What ever form it reveals itself in, I work in any one styles of my art, it is as pure as an unborn child, as fresh as field of virgin snow.

So were they all from my Dreams, or were they from some where else?

You tell me! Your the viewer.xxxxxxx

I Give You My Art.....I give you Me.