Abby Sube
Artist Statement
From a very young age, I was constantly left to keep myself entertained. With old notebooks and ballpoint pens being the only thing I had access to regularly, I often drew and created stories to keep myself busy for extended periods of time. As I got older, I used everything in my ability to feed my creative outlet using old notebooks and ballpoint pens that were so low on ink they could hardly right, asked teachers for paper they had no use for, even going as far as to using what little money I could put together for color pencils and markers instead of more practical things. But I like to think that forced me to look at art from a new perspective, to be able to create and find a use for almost any material.
The only problem with this type of dedication to my craft is that I'm in love with some of the most damaging forms of art. Graphic design and digital illustration exacts their toll on my wrists, back, and eyes. Where I used to be able to sit hunched over my laptop and work, now I can't go too long while looking at my tablet without feeling an immense strain throughout my body. My vision seems to get worse every year from the constant interaction with a screen. My joints need to be stretched out and popped constantly or risk feeling stiff and sore after even an hour of work.
But I think that’s what makes art eerily poetic and so attractive to me. That something I adore and devote myself to will slowly kill me, and the only way my soul will live on is within the work I leave behind. Almost like echoes of who I was and what I accomplished in life. My work, struggles, passions, and interests are all immortalized with pen to paper.
