Art can come in many forms, and I have my personal view on my favorite mediums. However, one thing is for sure and that is that art comes from within. I believe that art takes creation from a very deep emotional place within someone. They are very many ways to express these feelings, and where they come from through different mediums of art. All my semesters of taking art classes from printmaking to drawing one, I channeled my feelings about that semester. Every semester was a different feeling because I felt as though I evolved into a new person and it was a different challenge.
The Heart:
I know many people who have gone through breakups throughout college. I had one and it was tough, but I needed to grow into the person that I was always meant to be. I also got to discover my expectations, standards, and boundaries in my relationships, both romantic and platonic. I met some of the people who showed me what true love was like, and I also met some of the worst people who showed me that I need to stand up for myself. All of that is showcased in my art, using cool colors to describe melancholy emotions or using warm colors to describe anger. I would even use different mediums depending on how physical and intimate I wanted to get with a piece. I think the project that I completed during those semesters was very symbolic of what I was going through during that time. In the beginning semesters of my experience, I threw away all of my art projects from my core classes. While some part of me does regret it, I do think that it exhibits how I was shedding my old self to become who I am today.
The Mind:
In the later semesters of my college experience, I spent a lot of time thinking about my future and what I wanted out of life especially since the pandemic happened. A lot of my art centered around how I was feeling mentally. In this particular part of my college experience, I was taking a print-making class, which was one of the most fun mediums I’ve ever used. It allowed me to be so creative and really just go beyond the boundaries of what I thought could be and that’s really what I needed. It was around this time that I truly discovered how my passion connected with art, and when I officially decided that I wanted to go to grad school. I had a lot on my plate, but art was the best escape.
In the end, even though I don’t study art now for grad school, I’m still reminded of how art holds a special place in my life how much it has helped me grow as a person, and how it’s always been there to help me express the growing pains. What growing pains did you go through in your early 20s?