Ever since I was a young lass way back in the age of high-waisted denim and Furbies, I was a chronic doodler with a deep love for movies, especially animated ones. I lived and breathed Lion King, to the point where I use to walk around on all fours with curled-up hands for paws.
And like all artists, I had no idea what I intended to do with my life. After graduating high school, I attended UCI to study law. And boy, was I miserable. Even then, I was still drawing on my notes, creating stories that would probably never see the light of day, and consuming movies like nobody's business. It wasn't until my second year that I realized that I was insane for putting myself through such a tedious subject, and after having lost the last of my marbles, I decided to apply for art school.
With nothing more than my self-taught scribbles and a lot of caffeine, I was somehow accepted into the animation program at Sheridan College in Canada. Canada. Why a native Californian would brave a country that actually dips below 50 degrees is beyond me. Aside from the new environment, I had no idea what to expect. Animation was a totally different world, and even though I was 2000 miles away, I found that I felt right at home. Through 4 years of frostbite and geese attacks, I graduated with a BAA in Animation.
Nowadays, I'm taking freelancing work, mostly in visual development, but still, my dream is to work in story. Luckily, I was put into contact with a story veteran who, with a patience of a saint, gave me invaluable advice that allowed me to grow and flourish as a storyteller. And now, I'm working on a short animated film called Totti as an Art Director, Character Designer, and Story Artist. I'm stressed beyond belief and I think I'm crying blood but I couldn't be happier.