Anna posted about illustrating her own wedding invitations and it got me thinking about when I did that myself (almost 10 years ago now.) Artistically, it was a weird period between graduation from art school and my first book, winnie (dancing) on her own. I was trying to find my "style." It was a time of experimentation and so I insisted on doing odd things like painting on vellum even though it wrinkled horribly. Looking back I can see the roots of what would become my style. I can also see that though it felt like FOREVER, it was only a brief 26 months after graduation before I was working as an illustrator.
this is still my favorite bit--to paint and because it is the truest detail about me:
