THE REAL ME
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THE
REAL ME By:
Bryan Child
In February 2002, I had a very special person pass away from
cancer. Skylynn
was my 5 yr.
old niece that was like a daughter and an inspiration to me.
The past three years of my life have been a living hell, just
wondering what was going to happen next.
It was a very scary and depressing time for me.
Shortly after her death, I was driving by myself thinking about her
when I got a vision in my head of an Angel.
It was sort of an abstract angel with a two-sided face.
I hurried home to place this image on a canvas.
I hadn’t painted in years yet I had a very strong urge to start
again. For
some reason painting this angel soothed my pain.
I can only believe that it was Skylynn helping me deal with her own
passing.
Before the starting of this particular painting my work
was that similar of Bob Ross’s.
It was all landscapes with distant mountains and beautiful lakes.
I had never painted anything like this angel before.
After my first angel painting I began having visions of other
paintings.
As I started painting each one, I decided that I would try to sell
some of them.
I really didn’t have the confidence that any of them would sell
but I tried it anyway.
To my surprise, I have now sold almost to every state in the United
States as well as Canada and Europe.
I have joined several art groups that have helped me sell my work
via online to personal customers and to a few up and coming gallery
owners.
My desire and passion for art comes from way deep inside. The
paintings that I create are all images, dreams and feelings that somehow
get displayed in my mind.
It’s almost like they paint themselves on the canvas.
All I have to do is pick up the brush, pick the right colors and
place it on the canvas.
The painting soon emerges by itself.
I
have completed well over two hundred and fifty paintings in just my first
two years and have no intentions to stop.
I now have an ever-changing style present in my paintings going
from one end of the scale to the next.
Some of my own personal trademarks are my angels, faceless
characters and the displacing of shadows occasionally.
I don’t have any formula for the way I paint; I just follow the
path that leads to “my sanctuary.”
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