ART
When I was very young, my mother, Penelope Sinclair - a talented painter - would put a paintbrush in my hand and show me how to create an accurate face structure on a page or canvas. As I got older, this became a deep focus of mine. Wanting to follow in my mother's footsteps, I became deeply attached to art of any kind.
Throughout my teenage years, I found that I was often quieter than a lot of my friends, and drawing became a crutch I would rely on - something that would keep me occupied when the world felt like too much. It became my best friend, my confidant, and my sanctuary. When everyone else was loud, I could be drawing while still remaining present and part of the conversation. Art has always been more than just a hobby to me; it was a form of self-soothing. Beyond that, it was something that naturally drew others in, bringing the conversation to me rather than forcing me to figure out how to join a loud crowd. Now my work spans multiple mediums including painting, animation, sculpture and illustration.
In my 30s, I was diagnosed with ADHD, and my lifelong escape through art suddenly made so much more sense. It explained the balance of struggling to engage socially while maintaining an absolute, intense focus on my own work. While I am older, more mature, and far better equipped to navigate those social situations now, the comforts I found in art have never faded. The ability to lock in, focus, and create remains one of my absolute biggest strengths.
