Though she started painting at age 4, she never thought of herself as an artist until the day her grandmother took one of her paintings, had it professionally framed, and hung it above her bed where it still hangs today. “She had the insight back then to see I had a creative mind,” Mishay recalls. “She told me, ‘You’re going to be such an artist.’ ” Her grandmother’s belief in her helped shape Mishay’s path.
After high school, Mishay enrolled in the art program at Texas Tech University in Lubbock, the first person in her family to attend college. The transition wasn’t easy. At Tech, she felt lost, struggling to find her artistic voice. “I couldn’t find my grasp on life,” she says. “I was partying, but it wasn’t in the same sense everybody else was—I was sad, you know, and I was trying to fill that void.”
Her turning point came in an abstract painting class when her professor challenged her to stop overthinking and to let the painting “paint itself.” Though she didn’t fully understand the concept at the time, it would later define her work.
Before she could fully explore that idea, however, life threw her another curve. She became pregnant during her sophomore year and dropped out of art school, switching to an online general studies program she could complete as a stay-at-home mom. She entered a difficult marriage, followed by the birth of a second daughter. “Everything was kind of falling apart in my life,” she recalls.
With her marriage in tatters and her world once again turned upside down, Mishay moved to Abilene and returned to painting on canvas – this time as an emotional release. “When I started painting again, it was so raw. I painted with my hands, crying. It was a dark cloud raining black,” she remembers. Yet out of that darkness, her signature style began to emerge —vibrant, chaotic and hauntingly captivating.
“My style is expressionist—pure emotion, color, mistakes, everything just to feel it all,” Mishay says. “In the beginning, I would keep the parts I liked and keep working on parts I didn’t like, until it was something I could be proud of.” Her vibrant, layered art became a metaphor for her life. “Some things in life are happy and some are not,” she says. “But if we keep choosing brighter colors and adding layers you can feel us in it, you can see us in it. It’s imperfect, but it can still be beautiful.”
Her canvas work began to sell, providing not only financial support but also validation of her unique vision. “Every sale felt like a small victory,” she says. Yet art remained a side passion as she pursued a career as a board-certified behavior analyst for children with autism. Despite earning a master’s degree and thriving in her career, Mishay found herself unfulfilled. “I was doing everything people said should make me happy, but it wasn’t for me,” she says.