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My name is Liene, and I am a self-taught artist. This is the story of a girl who believed in her mind but didn’t trust her heart.
Since I can remember, I have always loved nature and animals. It has always amazed me and made me feel deeply connected. Nature is a place to relax, observe, explore, respect, and imagine. It is never boring or lonely.
I have always believed that everything in nature is alive and has its own voice, soul, and story to tell. As a child, I wanted to hear all those stories and wanted to believe there must be a universal language that we all speak – I just needed to learn or find it somehow.
The adults around me always told me that books teach knowledge and provide answers. Motivated by this belief, I learned to read very early and began searching for my answers in books.
Despite my love for reading, I often felt an urge to create something – to knit, sew, glue, or draw. This creative process always felt fulfilling, satisfying, and natural.
In my teenage years, I dreamt for the first time of becoming an artist. It was a beautiful and exciting dream, though not logical or rational, and it remained just a dream of a silly girl.
Only when life challenged me with hard times did I realize that some answers cannot be found in books but only in your heart. I have always been a detail-oriented person, believing that big truths are hidden in tiny details. I was searching for those details in the wrong places.
During those challenging times, I remembered the teenage girl with a beautiful dream of becoming an artist and that dream started to gain meaning.
Despite my love for reading, I often felt an urge to create something – to knit, sew, glue, or draw. This creative process always felt fulfilling, satisfying, and natural.
In my teenage years, I dreamt for the first time of becoming an artist. It was a beautiful and exciting dream, though not logical or rational, and it remained just a dream of a silly girl.
Only when life challenged me with hard times did I realize that some answers cannot be found in books but only in your heart. I have always been a detail-oriented person, believing that big truths are hidden in tiny details. I was searching for those details in the wrong places.
During those challenging times, I remembered the teenage girl with a beautiful dream of becoming an artist and that dream started to gain meaning.
The day I finally dared to call myself an artist, I felt my heart sing, and something big and neglected was released from its cage. I realized that my weakness might actually be my strength.
When I draw or paint, I love to observe and pay attention to details, trying to capture the soul of my subject and bring it to life on paper. This process makes me feel connected to what I create, and my inner child feels happy and satisfied, having been right about that universal language. There are no books that can teach you that language – it is written in your heart.
I am glad I found it within myself, and for me, that is art.