'Kay, so basically I've been thinking about my love for art. Probably because I spend so much time on campus in the art building. I was at school for 12 hours yesterday, going to class and working on a couple of different projects, and although my teacher was tearing apart my work and there were many trials and errors, I left school at midnight feeling awesome and successful.
I know that I'm going to have serious art withdrawals once I graduate. I know that I'll keep creating art after school, but I know it won't be the same. I'll miss my "art family" and hanging out in the printmaking shop, and just working really hard to meet deadlines and produce artwork. I'll miss critiques! I remember how I got teary-eyed during my very first critique in high school because my teacher was so "harsh." I'd like to go back in time to that critique and actually listen to what I should've done to make it a better painting.
I'm grateful that my idea of art has changed since high school. Drawings and photographs that I would have looked past in high school are now intriguing and beautiful. I'm also grateful that I still have so much to learn about photography and printmaking, otherwise, things would get boring.
Whew! Art is rewarding! I'm so glad that God has given me this gift, and that my parents never disagreed with me about going to school for art. I'm glad that I've been passionate about this all my life. And again, I'm glad that I've found my little art family that accepts me for who I am. (Told ya it would be a sappy post.)
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