Elizabeth Hawkins
Artist, Writer, and Photographer in Atlanta, Georgia
Who am I? I guess it depends on who you ask. I am different things to different people. I am a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend, but most of all I am a 61-year-old woman (at the time of this writing) who has finally found the answer to that question. I am a creator. A creator of life, sustenance, and beauty. All things considered, I’ve had (and still have) a good life.
I am empathetic, trusting, artistic, maternal, anxious, dark, creative, altruistic, scared, alive, sharp, intelligent, thoughtful, tenacious, unconventional, honest, and loyal to a fault.
I have been Bohemian since LONG before it was “cool.” I am. I have always been “different.” Never have given much thought to the “Joneses” or their opinions. My mother called me Bohemian before I even knew what it meant, when she would become completely frustrated over my independent thinking. I just do me, whatever that is at any given moment. I don’t break the law, just push society’s envelope. I believe in equality and basic human rights, the struggle of life in general and the question most of us ask: “Why?”
Creativity. It courses through my veins. It’s difficult to explain, and if one is not “creative,” so to speak, harder to grasp. Sometimes I just feel like I HAVE TO create SOMETHING, anything. As though if I don’t, somehow pressure will build up within me and I will explode. Anything. Write, draw, take pictures, macrame, paint, make jewelry. Something. Anything.
That’s about it. I’m an open book. If you want to know anything, just ask!
Namaste ॐ