As an artist I attempt to convey ideas and feelings through pictures. There are rare occasions where i will use my personal, complex thoughts and feelings in art in different ways than most. I’m not very good at expressing my feelings in words therefore i will manifest my emotions in my drawings, often with basic symbolism. Sometimes, i know that how i think doesn’t make sense to others so i’ll step back and vicariously think of how i could manipulate things to better convey the thought. Especially when i have a specific audience in mind, this practice is useful because it forces me to think what would make sense to another person and to find creative ways to voice the idea i want to convey. This can be a struggle for me because i’m not exactly “naturally” creative but by thinking in another person’s place it challenges me to grow and expand as a creative artist. My use of color also can greatly impact the idea as well and not every piece has the same color symbolism. Where some paintings yellow derives from a happy, warm idea, it can mean disgust and infection in another. By carefully and creatively placing this colors i can successfully transmit an intended thought.
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Since I was very young, drawing was always an inclination of mine. I would always see things and want to replicate it, to keep it, or to have it but in my way. I was constantly doodling although I was never naturally good; I started off with stick figures and a shotty “chibi” style for a long time, but as I grew and I was exposed to more styles and practice, I finally developed my own style. But this style never stays the same, if you look at drawings from a few years ago-or even a few months ago-it’s drastically different than how I would draw today due to learning new ways to do things and better ways to express what i’m trying to convey. This hobby of mine means a lot to me though. I use it to express my thoughts and ideas, how i’m feeling and how i’m going through life as well as for entertainment purposes. In the past few years I've been branching out to new mediums to further express myself through my drawings with anything from charcoal to animation and several things in between. I’m glad I have art to lean on because not everything can be expressed with words. No amount of strung together syllables could be enough for what I have to say, cheesy as it may sound. After years of practice and a lot of fine tuning I've gained enough skill to be able to have a second voice through my drawings.
Unfortunately, I was more reserved throughout my childhood, being excluded and bullied so many times kind of leaves you not wanting to even attempt social interactions with your peers at some point. But at a time when children weren’t absolutely consumed with technology in elementary school there really wasn’t much for me to do. At lunch I would wander around and hide from the dreaded playground anywhere I could until I was finally old enough to take solitary in the one open quiet place; the school library. At my grandparent’s house there was always a plethora of books, mostly my grandfather’s dense chunks of trees, and a few were bright enough and short enough to capture my little fourth grade attention. There I would read all day with my grandma although I wasn’t allowed to take any home where we were short in supply but finally, at school, I was opened up to a new world where I was no longer reading the same edition of Skippy John Jones. From then on it became a hobby of mine that soon completely engulfed my life, shaping the aspiring writer and busy reader I am today. Thankfully this hobby has given me so much opportunity throughout life, beginning with using an extensive vocabulary to my advantage with authority figures to teachers highly recommending me to college level summer programs. All this I attribute to my time spent reading. |