I Love To Collect African Art
I love to venture into the world and learning about other cultures. I’m living large part of me if I’m in a different culture. Since I was a little girl I always have with the faces of people from other parts of the world and I am by how other people live the life had been intrigued intrigued. It seemed the right job for me because it would be me in the world and to pay to get literally, people and cultures and to see things possible. I love it. I love the collection of particular things from other continents and countries I visit. My latest fascination has grown my African art collection.
I admit, at first, African art seemed a little too weird for my taste. It was not my normal color scheme, and I could not see in adapting to the house I had made in Vermont. So most of my first trips to Africa, I came home without African art. If it strange for an artist who pass up no opportunity to collect art think I agree with you, but I have not always.
I have learned to love and African art collection, when I took my two daughters with me to Africa since my last photo shoot project. It was a busy three-week journey in which we our way through six different countries. I did not expect too much time to find shops, but my daughters insisted on it and I have often stall in the most beautiful markets meeting found the owner and the search for more shots for my photo project than I ever thought.
I had all my daughters a fixed amount of money before we were never in Africa, and had lost that amount within the first two markets we have enjoyed. I have learned to love African art through the eyes of my daughters. They were curious and fascinated by the art more than I expected. They look to bring new items, and I love her looks began to love the look of African art. I decided I wanted my wish everything fits into my house, I could do without such important works from Africa, the continent that I had to collect close to my heart.
If you are in my house today, you can hardly walk through the room, without the imprint of Africa somewhere. This is because the African art adorns virtually every room that I had time I spend on a transformation: I went from someone who virtually ignored the beauty of African art, someone is passionate in its beauty.

