I started drawing at work. During meetings. With borrowed gear. And in a notebook with lined sheets.
The Gift
One of my colleagues - my borther actually - saw that those lines where an obstacle on my artistic jurney. And for my birthday I got a new book (no lines!), a quad colored pen (for short meetings) and a large set of colored markers for the long meetings.
The abilities were still lacking, though. That just meant that I had to go for the abstract shapes. I could draw, just not make it look like anyting from the real world.
The Sparkly bit
I was quite content drawing during meetings at work, and enjoying all my colored markers. But the I visited a book store in Mosjøen. I didn't know at the time how this would influence my artistic future, but in that store a set of pens caught my eye. A lot of pens. It was a collection of neon colored, metallic and sparkly pens. The neon colored ones weren't that important. But the metallic ones! And the sparkly stuff! Oh, baby!
Today most - if not all - of my drawings have something metallic and something sparkly. And I've grown to love the sparkly stuff.
I've even imported sparkly pens from abroad to get my fix.
The challenge with sparkles
My drawings are sparkly, but when you see them online it dissapears. The sparkles only come alive when you are in the room.