2020 marks the 10 years since I started creating art as a profession. It feels unreal to think that I studied art with zero plans and zero ideas about what I wanted to do in life. And that I would actually end up working in the field. The journey, seriously, has been one of self-discovery and of learning. It’s been a humbling experience of opening myself up to new thoughts and new worlds and always challenging myself. But most of all it’s been a journey of believing. Believing all that art is, believing all that art can be, and believing that as little as I can do, it is something meaningful.
To be honest, it’s not so easy to make a living doing only art in Nepal. Also, self-doubt is something real. I didn’t feel comfortable calling myself an artist until the last couple of years. But the ‘believing in art’ has been a crucial part of being able to pursue it.
Today, I kind of feel nostalgic. I opened this folder called ‘old doodles’ and I am happy to see that I am still the same girl that I was 10 years ago. I still like to make the same sort of drawings, only with a bit more practice and a lot more meaning. It’s good to see that I have grown and I have learned. It feels good to stand here on this 10 years mark, and feel only possibilities before me. Here’s to 10 more years of creating and believing.