Why I Became an Artist

As the holiday season begins and gratitude still lingers from Thanksgiving, I’ve been reflecting on why I became an artist…

I became an artist for two reasons.

First, because I loved escaping into a world of beauty—a world that spoke of emotions, intangibles, mysteries, and excitement. Art let me explore those things that felt elusive and hard to articulate.

Second, because I was escaping. Through art, I found a way to transform the unspeakable into something accessible. Somehow, the power of beauty turned what was heavy and complex into something people could connect with. Art is like a sugar pill for the soul—sweetening what we need to process, whether we know it or not.

I became an artist because I needed it. I needed a way to process and transform things that felt bigger than me, things I didn’t know how to digest. Art became my ultimate magic trick, my real-life superpower—alchemy in its purest form.

As the seasons change and we close the year, I still turn to art to process the hard things, but now I also use it to celebrate the joyful moments. It’s magical either way, allowing me to live in and through all the emotions. 

I’m calling this little trio of paintings The Alchemy Paintings—though in truth, every piece I create feels like alchemy.
• Fuel for the Fire
• The Kiss of London’s Pawn
• Growing in the Dark

It’s funny—I started painting because I needed it. I wrote music because I needed it. And now, I get to create for the joy of it, for the blood, sweat, and tears that shape every piece. I am so grateful to be living this life as a working artist, experiencing all the highs and lows, and sharing them with you through my art.

Thank you for being here, for your support, and for being part of this journey. On this day after Thanksgiving, when gratitude and celebration collide, I can’t help but feel like the luckiest girl to call this my life’s work.

Enjoy the trio. The Alchemy Paintings.

Xo,
HiD