Olivia Nash is undeniably graceful- in the way she speaks, creates, and carries herself. There is such a caring energy and thoughtfulness put into her existence. She is unafraid to stand her ground, but at the same time entirely peaceful. There is even simplicity in her life’s agenda- to be happy and share that with like-minded people. She isn’t flashy, but her actions speak much louder. Her art does her justice.
She is a freelance graphic designer and artist, born in California. She moved around a bit before settling in New Jersey. While each place she’s wandered to and from was culturally different, it didn’t influence her much. It continues to be more of a combination of her teachers and the people she makes connections with- little imprints on her life.
Creating in itself is what she’s passionate about. “It can range from creating an outfit to making art for someone.” According to a few friends, even her house is decorated tastefully. All her styles are different, the embodiment of an artist’s soul. Clutch Cabin even notes, “She rocks cow pants. I don’t know anyone that can rock cow pants.”
Olivia works with mixed media, watercolors, threads, and flowers, to create her pieces. Most of them are stunning impressions of human anatomy. “The human anatomy is this intricate orchestra happening in us all, yet we will never see our own. It’s keeping us alive yet we will never visually see it in action. There’s a beauty in the unseen.” For more technical endeavors, she uses Adobe Illustrator. Graphic design ended up being a more practical choice for the digital age. “Making art through a computer was definitely a huge step for me, coming from a simple pen and paper upbringing.” She finds herself frustrated with its process but has learned to find what works best for her and the project she’s working on.
She never forces herself to make art. There’s never time set aside for it; it has freedom to play when it pleases. There’s no method to her madness. It’s a series of revelations and as we grow older, we just keep changing and our art follows. We wouldn’t be artists without a blank canvas and artists’ block. All we can hope for is that it will fall together. But regardless of the complications we face in the making, “The beauty of art is the transition of one’s soul on canvas.”