My name is Glenn C Gladden, a local artist from Omaha, Ne. My artistic potential was very little known to me at the age of seven, because I started off by creating simple doodles. As I grew older, those doodles turned into rough sketches, and then those sketches turned into drawings. At age 9, is when I can remember completing my first official childhood drawing, during 5th grade; it was a silhouette portrait of our fifth President of the United States, Ab. Lincoln.
At age 9, is when I can remember completing my first official childhood drawing, during 5th grade; it was a silhouette portrait of our fifth President of the United States, Ab. Lincoln.
6th grade was an adventure by itself with new surroundings, and new friends. One moment, I made some new friends, and the next we moved away from the neighborhood. The friends I made, were distant memories. I had to start a new school, and make new friends once more.
As I entered my second middle school, I’d taken a sewing class, where it seemed to be a challenging form of creativity. The class started off with basic instructions. It seemed to be simple, when the teacher explained the instructions on how to weave a pouch. When I attempted to do it, it was like clock work. I remember the blue and yellow hand-woven pouch I made, and the patience it took. Looking back, sewing was probably my least favorite form of art.
Looking back, sewing was probably my least favorite form of art.
Throughout my middle school days, I was determined to take on another interesting form of art, painting. I had fun exploring the messy side of art, when I painted with acrylic paints, oil pastels, and even watercolors. I enjoyed painting with water color paints the most, because of the famous painting “Water Lilies”, by Claude Monet; His famous painting inspired me at a young age.
As I entered high school, I got into the wrong crowd, and started behaving mischievously my; I started expressing my creativity in a negative way, as well as my attitude towards particular teachers, my freshman year. This would eventually lead me to get expelled from my first high school, during my sophomore year. I would then, at the time, be transferred to alternative school in Omaha, NE, called Blackburn Alternative high school, where I would spend the remainder of my sophomore year.
Like any other troubled kid would, I honestly thought “this bulls*** was not for me”. It took a second to realize, I had a 2nd chance, to learn from the mistake I made. It was then I had signed up for a basic Blacksmith Course, that the school offered to the attending students. In my opinion, that program was actually a great way to learn how to put our energy towards something productive, rather than the things we were transferred to the school in the first place. With hard work, I went on to complete the Basic Blacksmith Course, and became a certified Apprentice Blacksmith.
When I completed my sophomore year at Blackburn Alternative, I went on to my second high school. Just during my junior year, I had amazing opportunities involving my creativity. It was during my senior year though, that I had the opportunity of seeing my artwork displayed on a billboard for Youth Art Month; it was an honor, and made me proud to have a piece of my artwork publicly displayed. I spent my senior year trying to challenge my own abilities, by drawing with in a ballpoint pen, and exploring other forms of art.
I had the opportunity of seeing my artwork displayed on a billboard for Youth Art Month
After I graduated in 2014, people drifted far from each other. I lost contact with most high school friends, but that was okay. There were also no more art classrooms, just art galleries; most galleries you have either have to pay, to have your work displayed, or have a college degree.
One year later in 2015, I enrolled in a local community college, with Architect as my major. The course required basic studies such as English, math, etc. I thought I had a great plan, going for a Bachelor’s degree in the Architecture field, but advanced mathematics were an obstacle I could not overcome; I had to eventually drop the class . On the other hand, the English class I was enrolled in, Creative Writing, was a whole new outlet for my young mind.
The class focused on us being expressive as we wanted, not holding back our poetic voice. As I got more comfortable with the class, I started sharing my short stories, and poems. Poetry is one of the forms of written art I admire to this day.
During the year 2016, I took another English Course in college, English Comp. – 1, and my professor noticed one of my works in progress. It was at that moment I showed my Professor a finished “untitled” portrait, and he offered me the opportunity of being one of the contributors in a published book. I had to think of a good title for this specific piece; A few months later, my “untitled” piece, now had the title “A Spring Smile”, and was displayed the published book titled Fine Lines, edited by David Martin (Summer Issue, Vol. 25, Issue 2).
All of these opportunities lead me to being a young commissioned artist in Omaha, NE, today. Working to deliver affordable, quality artwork to people. I hope my story gave you an idea about who I am, not just as a person, but as an artist. In conclusion, this is my biography.