i have never been in the same school for more than two years due to moving around washington and out of state. my parents were always splitting up and getting back together so i never really knew where i would end up at. my way of coping with that while growing up was art. i remember as a kid always pulling out paper, scissors, glue and markers and never putting it away (of course i’d get in trouble so sometimes i’d get banned by my mom). i’ve always turned to art, i used to sit at my papas work (car shop) and draw on anything i could find, napkins, news paper, white boards sometimes even cups. it got to the point where everyone always got me art stuff for christmas or my birthday and i always used them.. i am currently in college, my parents recently split up and my mom just got evicted so she’s living with her new boyfriend at his apartment in seattle and my dad lives in gig harbor, his household is pretty toxic so i try to stay at friends houses as much as possible.