Early this week, VoyageDenver posted an interview.
Today we’d like to introduce you to Ann Morgan.
Hi Ann, we’re thrilled to have a chance to learn your story today. So, before we get into specifics, maybe you can briefly walk us through how you got to where you are today?
My mother gave me crayons when I was still in my highchair. She says that she had to watch closely to make sure I didn’t try eating them – that was the start of my art career. I’m an only child with severe allergies, so while growing up I had a lot of time inside, alone, to draw. I had a routine of drawing and cutting things out while I watched Sesame Street. I documented my life in detail; my parents still have my earliest work: Sad looking lions at the zoo, clowns from the circus, my cousin’s graduation, Cookie Monster, and Elvis. I would send drawings with my Dad when he left for work so he could make copies, the next day I would color them, cut things out, and send them all again to be copied until the result was an unrecognizable mess.
In sixth grade, I was on the wrong mailing list and received a “reach out for college credit” brochure meant for juniors and seniors in high school at the local community college. I called and signed myself up for a watercolor class with Earl Robinette and left my parents to figure out how I was going to get there. I was the youngest by about five years and really wanted to quit after the first day, but both my parents were adamant that I had to suffer the consequences of impersonating my mother to take a college class. It was hard socially, but I ended up painting a Gold Key Scholastic Art award winner that summer.
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