Artist Denise Fort is creating paintings and tells their stories
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patrons

$21
per month
Hi! I'm Denise. I have been drawing since I can remember. It does sound great at first, I said that line millions of time and I never thought much of it. In the past recent years, I learned it was my way to create a safe place for myself. Apparently, it is a very smart surviving strategy for a little child. I guess that's also the reason why I prefer to draw my own world with my own dwellers, my own trees, my own stories, so no one can come in and find a 'wrong' in my world which might lead into a not good enough something something nonesense. There is no wrong or right in my world, you have all the freedom you would like to have so you can see and feel whatever you prefer! And the best, there are lots and lots of amazing inspiring special friends in my world. I drew them all myself and I'm happy to share all my friends with you, you just have to look for them with an open mind. 

It took me a long time to allow myself to be an artist. I first studied Industrial Design, my attempt to make sense of my urge to draw in a commercial world and to really just fit in. I almost lost my passion for drawing while studying. I didn't like the fast pens and paper they taught us to use nor the presentation skills to manipulate our audience. Hypersensitive I couldn't stand the artificial world of career-focused designers but worse was to endure the arrogance of an industry we were trained to serve. 

I suffered from anxiety and my mind started to make up diseases for my body. This wasn't me and I didn't want to live like that. My only chance was to buy my ticket without thinking in the moment of purchase about the actual execution. I needed to visit my friend in Australia like we always planned it. I was terribly scared when the day came. I had every 5 minutes panic attacks, I couldn't breathe, the fear to suffocate was real - every 5 minutes! It took its toll on my body and my mind. How would I survive the flight from Europe to the other side? I did survive. 3 weeks into our trip, 3 surfer chics, traveling up the East Coast of Australia, I had forgotten to take my pills and I was still alive more than ever.

After 6 weeks we flew over to New Zealand. Little I knew that a rural coastal town called Raglan should become the biggest love story of my life for the next 9 years. I was so welcomed as an artist or for whatever I wanted to be for the first time in my life. I heard once, that indigenous people saw this place as a healing place. I don't know if it is true but I saw many friends from the other side of the world starting their healing journey here and I learned so much about myself but the biggest learning for me was that there was an artist in me whether I liked it or not. 

Hmm, maybe I have to define the word artist, because it depends in which society you are located to understand. I'm now based in Vancouver and my playful years as an artist seem to be over. Rural New Zealand is different or was 10 years ago. There were no rules. You don't need to be curated to have a show or art fairs, artist present themselves, you don't need a gallery. It doesn't matter how you sell your work if someone falls in love with your work they would buy it, simple, match made. And kiwis do buy art following their guts, their heart not because for investment or reputation reasons. The country isn't plastered in billboards yet, and the internet is bad, they still own their minds, but it's changing, capitalism is marching in. 

But it was also wild, ignorant and I felt I'm in a bubble that keeps me from growing. The love story came to an end. The relationship with New Zeland wasn't working anymore. I still love and miss it. We are having a break and there was still my dream from since I was a teenager, I needed to go to Canada!

Here I am and I picked up the brush again and colour and for the first time ever I'm not just drawing a happy crazy fantasy world, I'm trying to get my heart onto the canvas. It's hard and it takes much longer than my black and white style I did before. I wanna explore my mind and skills, I think there is still a lot more inside me that wants to come out. It takes me a lot of time to work on my new style, I'm putting a lot of details in which was already insane in just black and white but now to colour it all is utterly crazy time-consuming.

The way how and where I gonna tell my stories has changed as well. I used to run a little shop in New Zeland and when I felt the person would benefit from my honesty I told them what my artwork means to me and why it exists. I loved making you happy with my drawings but sometimes I brought tears to your eyes. You thanked me for that because I gave you permission to think without feeling guilt what you already did. Someone did it to me and it changed my life. I would like to pass that on with my stories about my artwork. It's deep and personal and I would like to know that it reaches the right person. That's why I chose the patreon platform.

My artwork is my life but even my desire is so strong I doubt myself every day. I sometimes see more confirmation that I am a true artist in my doubts than in my skills. I'm hoping a patreon page might be able to help me, maybe it will get worse, I'm terribly scared but maybe there is a chance it might be just like that plane ticket I bought 10 years ago ...

Thank you so much for reading that far. It would mean everything to me if you find value in my paintings and their stories, coming from my heart and mind, for yourself.

Thank you so much,
Denise
Tiers
Become a Patron!
$1 or more per month 4 patrons
Gain access to my stories which are very personal about my artwork. But also previews, hi-res zoom-ins, work in progress posts, stories about my art ( they are all very personal like what these flying 'robots' mean to me ) and once I have reached my goal time lapses, movies and super scary for me show my face and voice! And probably there is much more possible to connect with you but I'm just starting ... please be patient with me. My Artwork will get gradually bigger with more patrons, once I will have more support. I would like to continue working with colour and to tell you every story about my pieces here. At the moment I have a body of work of 18 pieces I have never told the story anywhere but here. I will all upload them in the next coming months!


I only want to have one tier because I want everyone to be and have equal chances to see my art, you can decide if you wanna give more.

Thank you so much, it means everything to me! 

Goals
$21 of $500 per month
When I reached $500 I will start making one movie per month of myself working on art AND you gonna see my face and voice finally !! I'm scared as hell of this one but I gonna do it if we reach the goal yep, promised! 
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Hi! I'm Denise. I have been drawing since I can remember. It does sound great at first, I said that line millions of time and I never thought much of it. In the past recent years, I learned it was my way to create a safe place for myself. Apparently, it is a very smart surviving strategy for a little child. I guess that's also the reason why I prefer to draw my own world with my own dwellers, my own trees, my own stories, so no one can come in and find a 'wrong' in my world which might lead into a not good enough something something nonesense. There is no wrong or right in my world, you have all the freedom you would like to have so you can see and feel whatever you prefer! And the best, there are lots and lots of amazing inspiring special friends in my world. I drew them all myself and I'm happy to share all my friends with you, you just have to look for them with an open mind. 

It took me a long time to allow myself to be an artist. I first studied Industrial Design, my attempt to make sense of my urge to draw in a commercial world and to really just fit in. I almost lost my passion for drawing while studying. I didn't like the fast pens and paper they taught us to use nor the presentation skills to manipulate our audience. Hypersensitive I couldn't stand the artificial world of career-focused designers but worse was to endure the arrogance of an industry we were trained to serve. 

I suffered from anxiety and my mind started to make up diseases for my body. This wasn't me and I didn't want to live like that. My only chance was to buy my ticket without thinking in the moment of purchase about the actual execution. I needed to visit my friend in Australia like we always planned it. I was terribly scared when the day came. I had every 5 minutes panic attacks, I couldn't breathe, the fear to suffocate was real - every 5 minutes! It took its toll on my body and my mind. How would I survive the flight from Europe to the other side? I did survive. 3 weeks into our trip, 3 surfer chics, traveling up the East Coast of Australia, I had forgotten to take my pills and I was still alive more than ever.

After 6 weeks we flew over to New Zealand. Little I knew that a rural coastal town called Raglan should become the biggest love story of my life for the next 9 years. I was so welcomed as an artist or for whatever I wanted to be for the first time in my life. I heard once, that indigenous people saw this place as a healing place. I don't know if it is true but I saw many friends from the other side of the world starting their healing journey here and I learned so much about myself but the biggest learning for me was that there was an artist in me whether I liked it or not. 

Hmm, maybe I have to define the word artist, because it depends in which society you are located to understand. I'm now based in Vancouver and my playful years as an artist seem to be over. Rural New Zealand is different or was 10 years ago. There were no rules. You don't need to be curated to have a show or art fairs, artist present themselves, you don't need a gallery. It doesn't matter how you sell your work if someone falls in love with your work they would buy it, simple, match made. And kiwis do buy art following their guts, their heart not because for investment or reputation reasons. The country isn't plastered in billboards yet, and the internet is bad, they still own their minds, but it's changing, capitalism is marching in. 

But it was also wild, ignorant and I felt I'm in a bubble that keeps me from growing. The love story came to an end. The relationship with New Zeland wasn't working anymore. I still love and miss it. We are having a break and there was still my dream from since I was a teenager, I needed to go to Canada!

Here I am and I picked up the brush again and colour and for the first time ever I'm not just drawing a happy crazy fantasy world, I'm trying to get my heart onto the canvas. It's hard and it takes much longer than my black and white style I did before. I wanna explore my mind and skills, I think there is still a lot more inside me that wants to come out. It takes me a lot of time to work on my new style, I'm putting a lot of details in which was already insane in just black and white but now to colour it all is utterly crazy time-consuming.

The way how and where I gonna tell my stories has changed as well. I used to run a little shop in New Zeland and when I felt the person would benefit from my honesty I told them what my artwork means to me and why it exists. I loved making you happy with my drawings but sometimes I brought tears to your eyes. You thanked me for that because I gave you permission to think without feeling guilt what you already did. Someone did it to me and it changed my life. I would like to pass that on with my stories about my artwork. It's deep and personal and I would like to know that it reaches the right person. That's why I chose the patreon platform.

My artwork is my life but even my desire is so strong I doubt myself every day. I sometimes see more confirmation that I am a true artist in my doubts than in my skills. I'm hoping a patreon page might be able to help me, maybe it will get worse, I'm terribly scared but maybe there is a chance it might be just like that plane ticket I bought 10 years ago ...

Thank you so much for reading that far. It would mean everything to me if you find value in my paintings and their stories, coming from my heart and mind, for yourself.

Thank you so much,
Denise

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Tiers
Become a Patron!
$1 or more per month 4 patrons
Gain access to my stories which are very personal about my artwork. But also previews, hi-res zoom-ins, work in progress posts, stories about my art ( they are all very personal like what these flying 'robots' mean to me ) and once I have reached my goal time lapses, movies and super scary for me show my face and voice! And probably there is much more possible to connect with you but I'm just starting ... please be patient with me. My Artwork will get gradually bigger with more patrons, once I will have more support. I would like to continue working with colour and to tell you every story about my pieces here. At the moment I have a body of work of 18 pieces I have never told the story anywhere but here. I will all upload them in the next coming months!


I only want to have one tier because I want everyone to be and have equal chances to see my art, you can decide if you wanna give more.

Thank you so much, it means everything to me!