Sterling Markum

I have to remind myself that I am, in fact, an artist. I spent most of my life in creative pursuits, but never anything as daunting as painting. It seemed just so impossible to recreate the things I saw in any sort of satisfactory way, so I busied myself with cross-stitching, embroidering, quilting, and baking. Creating but never content. It wasn't until early in 2019 a dear friend popped a bag of popcorn and stated in no uncertain terms that I would indeed be painting with her while we visited at my dining-room table dodging cats and children. She shared her brushes and paints with me and painted beautiful flowers, I painted a cat that was mistaken for a tree and the rest is history. My love of animals didn't allow me to stop there, and I am proud today to have people trust me to memorialize their furry friends and beloved family members.