When I was about six, I decided that there was nothing more I wanted in the world than to become a pilot. After watching a local acrobatic air show along with hundreds of other people, I suddenly saw flying in loops up in the sky as the most miraculous thing that human had ever invented (next to roller skates and talking dolls, of course). Somehow the idea of being able to be one with the clouds, swept away by the winds, just put aside all other childhood dreams and cleared out a whole new space to make way for this new one.
Balloon Ride, mixed mediums
Strangely enough, the dream stayed with me for a good number of years, only it became less logical and ridiculous. At first I started imagining myself flying in an airplane, then using wing-like contraptions, rockets under my arms, balloons, fairy wings and eventually just nothing on me. I guess all I wanted to do was to fly and the "pilot" thing was just the most logical package my human mind could find. The good thing of having drawing as a favorite past time, I was able to pour down all these ideas out of my head and prove to myself that anything is possible. At least up in my head. :)
The original of this piece is now available in my shop.
I hope you're having lots of fun in your days and keeping the dream alive. You'll never know, it might come true.