Sandy B Mesmer

Sandy B Mesmer

When I was eight years old, my mother took me to my first dog show. This piqued my interest, and I knew I had to show it to our Standard Poodle. Mom explained the several reasons why this was not feasible, and while I understood, a small voice in my head stated, Someday you'll accomplish that. Of course, at the age of eight, I was telling everyone that I wanted to be a jockey the next week. I've always enjoyed drawing and have kept sketchbooks in an attempt to be professional.

Lucy, my older sister, was far superior to me, so I questioned her, How did you get to be so good? one day, frustrated. It's the best piece of art advice I've ever had. Following that advice, I've always produced works that just seemed right - realistic, exact, but with a glint that no image could ever portray. The Munich Academy accepted me as an art student while I was residing in Germany.

I went to one day of lessons and was told flat up that I was doing everything incorrectly and needed to Read More chevron_right