My love for Sharpie grew with my height and though my growth stunted at the age of 18, sharpie just grew beyond limits. There were times when I only ate, drank, slept and loved sharpie with every inch of my existence. But as fate would have it, I would go on long sabbaticals with family pressures, work life imbalance, petty issues that needed immediate attention, crappy relatives stalling my progress with innumerable suitors lined up to weigh me up to see if I matched their uncouth offspring’s existence and unworthy demands.

Half giving into the worldly burdens, there I walked with my shoulders shrugged yet a tiny dream that stayed and lingered on in my mind, that reminded me to go back and settle in the cozy warmth of Sharpie. But as fate had it, I settled with a master’s degree in management and joined the corporate rat-race soon after.

Little did I know, I would further settle in somebody else’s house and be a mother at the age of 25. So, there I was, being pregnant for the longest time or so I felt, trying to draw few lines and realize I couldn’t support my spine because my baby was getting fatter eating up everything I gorged on day and night. Yes, I was hungry all the time, phew!!

Long story short, baby was out and landed right into my sharpie making hands, and rest was His-Story!

See what I did there? :‎ P Yes, I can be funny sometimes. I had a baby boy who like me was forever hungry, feeding on until eternity but that was the best time of my life as I understood what Motherhood was. A time that made me the person I am. The determination to do things, achieve my dreams, the resolve I have had over the years I went through hardships, facing them head first but never stepping back.

Finally, in 2012, I started Sharpie-ing my way to glory. I dished out pieces everyday for next two years, as if I were a machine and my hands wouldn’t stop, irrespective of what time of the day or night it was.

And those were the prime years that gave me distress of another level but also helped me give birth to my 80 plus pieces of sharpie art that I proudly own. They are the gifts that Almighty gave me to stay sane, the positivity in each of those pieces are purely divine, incomparable to any other expensive gifts I have ever received in life.

And I would want to give these away to the ones that are truly deserving and worthy of holding one of these pieces close to their hearts, so that whenever they do face challenges, just one look at the art piece they own, would truly bring peace to their aching heart and soul.

They truly did bring luck into my life, I am sure their presence in your life, shall create magical moments too. To the one who will have them for themselves as a piece to cherish. To the one who believes in the magic that art holds. To the one who truly believes, that art brings peace, harmony and love galore.

Love,
Nisha Shetty