Well, I feel like I don't even know where to begin....
Here's a bit about myself...I am a 23 year old art education student at Arizona State University, a.k.a. ASU. I moved to Arizona in January of 2008 from Massachusetts, so I have been here almost 2 years. I have a small amount of family here, but the majority of them are back in MA, including my parents and my sisters, who I miss greatly. I still get the chance to go back and visit, but not nearly as much as I would like. My family is extremely tight knit, more so than many I've met. Some of my best friends are my sisters and my cousins. I am very lucky to have my family, and they have become a big focus in my art work.
ASU is the third college I have attended. I started off at Westfield State College, in MA. I spent a year there as an elementary education, and then I realized that if I had to teach little kids all day I would go crazy. I also wasn't happy at WSC so I decided to transfer to a school a little closer to my home, which was Framingham State College, in MA. I spent almost a full year there as an english and secondary education major, but then dropped out half way through the spring semester. I realized that I was very unhappy there too, and although I love to read and write, english was not what I wanted to do with the rest of my life.
So that's when I had to take a step back and figure out what exactly it was that I wanted to do, and at 20 years old that's a pretty scary thought. I realized that the thing I love the most is the same thing that scared the hell out of me. I had this fear that I wasn't good enough to be an artist. That summer I decided to take a watercolor class at Framingham State. Being in a class with a bunch of people who were already art teachers was the most intimidating thing I ever felt. But I got through it, and I am proud to say that my work was actually just as good as some of theirs. That class gave me the confidence to continue taking art classes. I decided I needed a big change however, and made the choice to move to Arizona. I took a few more night classes in MA while I was saving money to move to AZ. Once I moved I took a semester off to get myself settled and established.
I am now at ASU and doing great. I am loving being an art major, and I now have the confidence to fully believe in my work. I have realized what I need to put into my work in order to make it my best, and I have not been afraid to put myself out there and put my emotions into my artwork.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
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You are a brave lady! What a great story to tell too. It is so important to find what makes you happy in life. You are very blessed to have a family that is close in heart if not in distance. I am so sorry your grandfather passed away - I had a feeling he did. I like the expression in your work. The art world would have lost a great spirit and talent if you had not pressed forward with your gift.
ReplyDeleteThanks very much. Losing my grandfather was very tough on me but it has honestly given me a great appreciation for life and for who I have in my life. I quit smoking for my grandpa.
ReplyDeleteThat comment was supposed to go with the post of my prints...heehee, oops! But to expand on that, I have found that I love doing linoleum cut relief prints because of the style of line work I can do. I think the line work is very successful with this type of medium, and I feel like the act of carving the linoleum is very therapeutic for me.
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