I'm a storyteller. But I'm not as good of a storyteller as my big sister. She's a published author and occasionally mentions "Gina Brown's art" in her books. Now how cool is that? So since I can't write like she can, I have to tell my stories with paint.
That's me on the left (I still tilt my head like that)
and my awesome big sis on the right... that's our family's cow pasture behind us
I'm married to my high school sweetheart, whom I fell head over heels in love with when I was just fourteen. We were riding in our friend Shane's convertible around the block, thinking we were all big getting to ride in a car... and he asked me, "Hey Gina, do you want to go out sometimes?" And I said, "Sure." And then we kissed. Yep. I'm a romantic.
We were both fifteen in this picture.
So we dated all through high school and then went to the same college nearby (just twenty minutes away). He majored in accounting and I majored in art. He also got a technical degree in machine tool technology, which proved to be a good thing when he realized that he hated accounting.
I wanted to major in fine art but was asked by my advisor if I wanted to make a living in art. "Yes, I think I would." So he suggested that I major in commercial / graphic design and minor in marketing. Everything was going over to computers at the time and all the folks in the graphic world were having to make the change from doing graphics manually to creating graphics on the computers. The university had just installed little macs in a computer graphics room (more like a hall). I learned "Typestyler" which took FOREVER and a day to lay out one page.
But I always walked by the fine art classes and saw those wonderful carefree kids playing in all that wonderful paint and longed to do that instead...
Graphic design and advertising were good for me for several years. The company I worked for allowed me to work from my home when my first son (Austin) was born, which was a blessing beyond measure... and I will forever be thankful for them for letting me do that. (Thanks again, King family). I had my second son, Mason, three years later, and I worked for the Kings until my daughter (Blaire) was born in 2001. After that I worked for another company and also a wonderful man named Gene Motes. Also during this time, I began homeschooling my children and teaching them to "do what they love." I realized that although I loved being a wife and mommy, I needed to do what I loved and what was in my heart to do, and that was to paint.
My children, homeschooling
"Make it your ambition to lead a quiet life, to mind your own business and to work with your hands, just as we told you."
Well that's odd, I thought. And quite honestly, I didn't really think that much more of the verse for a while.
In December of 2008, my husband asked me what I would like for Christmas. I told him I'd like to go to one of those places where you can paint a painting in one night and take it home with you. He had something else in mind. He decided to give me oil painting lessons with a local artist, Craig Reynolds. I was ecstatic. I had never painted in oils but had always wanted to try.
Craig was very encouraging and threw me into the world of plein air painting after about five months of lessons. I started painting as much as I could... even staying up until 2 and 3 in the morning to paint.
So here I am in 2015, still painting, trying to improve each day and trying to glorify God by "working with my hands." Thanks for taking the time to get to know me through my story and my paintings.
Me with my family :)
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