Have you ever felt drawn to something? Something that persisted over years and phases of life, something you knew was buried and you needed to find it, root it up, and bite into it?
As far back I can remember creating, hand-lettering has been like a reflex. Before I was in school, I titled my (expertly written) homemade songs and stories with cursive script; when I made friends in class, I wrote their names in chunky block letters; for each subject I studied, the corresponding notebook was covered in designs.
Growing up, my friends were all aware how far my passion went for fun handwriting -- one year, I was even gifted a starter calligraphy set from one of them. Whether by friends or family, I was always encouraged to continue playing around, broadening my handcraft.
As I got older, I lost touch with the art of writing -- opting for the more "serious" work of essay, editorial, and creative writing as I pursued my degrees at university. Poetry and prose are wonderful outlets for a creative (and outlets I also need), but as any doodler knows, it can't truly replace the itch to guide the creation of a unique form -- one that at once is all your own and belongs to anyone who would see it.
Happily, I jump into artful writing, a combination of two of my greatest creative pulls. After two years of learning all about what it takes to start a business at The Iowa Center, I took the leap to start up a business of my own. I knew it was time to give ink & flourish calligraphy a shot.
Five months in, I'm still figuring out how to run a small business, but I'm heartened at the response I've received from those around me. I've found the same encouragement and support as I had in my playful exploits growing up. I've experienced the thrill of receiving praise or a special request from someone who's found me on the Internet or on social media. Most of all, I have rediscovered the art I let go of, and I'm refining it day by day. There's nothing more exciting than that.