I made my way through what seemed like an endless journey. Dodging long legs and weaving tablecloths, I finally made it. I could pursue any inquiries I had with the mysterious man. Sneakily–I couldn’t have been more painfully obvious–I peeked over his shoulder to observe the lion he was drawing. Any ounce of stealth I had dissipated as I gasped from the pure talent I witnessed. That lion was the greatest drawing 5-year-old-me had seen. I couldn’t help but ask: “How did you make this? And how can I do the same thing?” That man was my late Uncle Lester. He was a profound artist at the time and ended up being my mentor for the day. He introduced me to the wonders of art and even taught me how to draw small animals. After hours of practice, I demonstrated my hard work by leaving a squiggly bird on top of his lion. I will forever cherish that moment. Inspired by that experience, I taught myself how to draw. I was excited that I was going to try something new and possibly easy. Years of making interestingly drawn people, and struggling to craft a distinct style made me realize that visual art was anything but easy. But, it was fun. The universe was at the tip of the pencil I wielded and I could draw anything my heart desired. With this new revelation, I realized that my art was one of my most powerful gifts. Being able to visually articulate my thoughts and opinions on topics that are important to me opened the door to a world of new possibilities. For instance, I created artwork that brought recognition to the immense amount of talent my local community has and is growing every day. This includes making pieces that celebrate black life and joy and encouraging others to do the same with their cultures. Watching my technical skills improve due to my commitment pushed me to continue developing my innovative potential. After making my first professional art account, I posted original drawings, paintings, and designs, and eventually attracted clients. Through my clientele, I commissioned 20 original artworks for enjoyers of the work I produce and began my own business. To go further, I began an internship at Inner-City Arts. Here, I collaborated with my co-workers to encourage artistic exploration for the youth of Los Angeles. Usually, those kids don’t see people that look like them doing artistic work they’re interested in. Being a successful familiar face that serves as an active resource for them to rely on will ensure the continuation of the creative energy our world thrives on. Things like these make me reflect on my high school career and appreciate what I’ve been able to create with the limited amount of resources I have. From taking inspiration from the lion my Uncle Lester drew to being the representation little black girls and boys need to continue exploring the world of art makes me wonder what else I’ll be able to achieve once I graduate. Well, I have something in mind. I’m going to continue to nurture my artistic path. I still have a lot to learn, and the best way to actively discover who I am as an artist is to practice. Consistency will continue to foster the active usage of my art to portray impactful experiences that both speak my truth. With that said, no matter the situation I will leave my mark on any piece of paper this world full of pages gives me, because that’s what I’m drawn to do.