Zara Bixler. Many simply call me Z. 

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With the curse of hindsight and a college student’s knowledge of psychology, I have felt denied of my humanity. Friends, family, and strangers alike often without intention dehumanize me, making me feel that at every turn there was and is something wrong about me. Most people experience it to some degree, but I don’t know if most can say they have literally been told, to their face, that “I want to study you in a hamster ball.” As a result, I have distanced myself from the human being, even going so far as to characterize myself as something horribly mechanical only wearing the skin of a man!

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 I don’t say this to garner sympathy mind you - I’m more in the market for humor than tragedy. Instead, I use it to show how I regarded art growing up with these moments of shame. There are worlds trapped in this cursed cortex, so I must create. If I do not, I drown in my own code. It's a rather human thing to create art, right? So, maybe I am a little more of a person when I draw. And maybe, we all grow one step closer to being comfortable in our own wretched states. 

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Beyond that pretentious motive, predominantly, I work with digital and traditional character illustration, with a particular interest in sharp ink-work and a developing skill working with color. I am currently pursuing degrees in both art illustration and psychology, using the psychology degree to inform the art. I'm here to broaden my skills and to become comfortable with imperfection.

 

Be inhuman. Be silly. Laugh with me