I believe in art. The power of art, in any form, is something that has always had a profound impact on me. Ever since I could hold a pencil, art has shaped who I am. Ever since I could comprehend different sounds, music has shaped who I am. Ever since I could read, literature has shaped who I am. Art, in all forms, whether it be fine art, music, or literature, has astonishing influence. Whether it be the power of emotion or inspiration or motivation, art has power.
From a young age, I was not only introduced to the various expressions of art but was encouraged to explore it and delve deeper than just class work. While most children were urged to do the same, not many followed through. Me… I would draw any chance that I could. I would draw what I saw, making as much of an effort as I could to accurately depict what light my pupils took in. Although my skills at the time were mediocre at best, it was at this point in my life where I realized something. As I gripped my pencil strong and firm, I felt a spark. A sort of revelation, to be more specific. This pencil I held so desperately, as though it would disappear otherwise, had the power to create and destroy. I had the power to create and destroy. Although I didn’t quite realize exactly what that meant at the time, nor do I fully at this current moment, I knew there was a remarkable power within me, within all of us, that was just waiting to be unleashed upon this world. They say a picture is worth a thousand words. If a
As an individual who’s been drawing and painting since before she could even hold a pen – apparently, I used to spill my grandma’s tea and make shapes with it – art has always been my favorite pastime. It’s tranquil and relaxing, and mixing paints is the most satisfying experience. Thus, it’s no wonder that the activity that I’m most invested in is art.
While art does have its advantages, it will not solve everyone’s problems. It is true that not everyone enjoys the thrill of creating a beautiful masterpiece because they might have been forced to take that class. However, those who love these classes show that there is a relationship between creativity and
Art helped me learn to express the feelings I couldn’t say and during that time period and I choosing to study it is the greatest decision I have ever made. Art is the reason I live now. It gives me hope, happiness, and an ability to escape. I love how it can change my view and to make me feel things. This year one of my illustrations was hung in the Museum of Contemporary Art: La Jolla, and I could not be prouder.
The thought of art is more than what you see it is what you feel and what you learn from looking at it. Art can heal the soul and create and new outlook on images we may see every day. Sadly, we may not always see the art in things, pieces, or, humans.
As the only child, of my mother, I often faced the problem of not having someone to play with forcing more creativity. I often did various arts and crafts projects, but I found that I enjoyed drawing the most. With each drawing I become completely engrossed partially because it is a self-taught skill that requires focus, but also because I must be patient with myself as I work towards what I envision and learn new techniques. The Art of Drawing is a skill that I can continuously develop and perfect. The patience that my artwork teaches goes beyond the work itself. It demonstrates the importance of accepting my weaknesses and working towards bettering them. I am able to properly release the struggles I encounter and not be consumed because of my artwork. Creating my drawings is more than expression, but also self-discovery because I can be more honest with myself, embracing who I am and what I feel. However, from time to time I do encounter “artist block” and the exhibitions held at the museum of fine arts at Florida State University could provide inspiration much like my environment here at Spelman
We all have a way of channeling our thoughts, some through writing some through painting. The concept
The pencil liberates my stresses and sorrows. Bare and unimpeded, my mind is able to isolate itself from anything that was happening in my life. At my art table, which is merely an escape from reality, my curiosity is able to wander. Within this room, five blank canvas's look in on me as I become a mold of my imagination. A step inside my world develops into a sea of color and exploration. The vibrancy of the walls resonates throughout. Over the years, my room has served as my oasis. It’s my escape from monotonous and mundane routines. It’s my exploration of another side of me. I observe such works of art almost as much as I create. Taking notice of my classmates’ innovations and inspired by their creativity, my paintbrush begins to alleviate stress. I strive to produce pieces others will appreciate, but often find myself to be the true admirer. My pride, in this world, is driven simply by my own curiosity to express myself. I credit this side of me as the “passion” that supplements my insane drive for success. This passion has sparked critical thinking in me as well as how I see failure. Life is a blank canvas and you can truly draw whatever you want, and if you fail, you start over and don’t make that same mistake again! Hard work takes ideas quite far, but true success is derived from ingenuity and the generation of
I’m sitting at my computer, ignoring pages of economics homework and mugs of cold tea now strewn about my desk, as I search for a direction to go with my life. Such was was my predicament several months ago. It’s undeniable that I’m an artist, hard and true, for a pencil found its way into my hand as a child, and no desire of mine nor of the universe ever tempted it to pry away. Throughout my earliest years and memories, I maneuvered with graphite, paint, and crayon every adventure that I ever dreamt of pursuing. Oh, I was a resilient child, as well, who refused to take part in any art class at school or as an extracurricular for an abundance of years, as I was invariably convinced that I could learn all I wished on my own accord! Consequently,
I genuinely love and appreciate art and the fact that you can express anything through it. When people feel emotional through my art, I feel alive and energetic. Ever since I was young, I always attempted to create something and because of that, I developed a great habit of expressing anything through art. The ability to create an artwork using colors, lights, lines, forms, and shapes, is a unique feeling. I was always an artistic kid where I was always interested in language, expressing
My parents were never the ones to send their children to classes. While other kids were busy being tutored, swimming at the community center, or sent to a studio for art: I was the one at home staring at the television or playing with my cars as my only source of entertainment. Eventually, I grew tired and would do whatever was available to me, I would pick up pen and paper and I'd draw: and before I knew it, I became obsessed. Every flat surface became a victim of my addiction. Even my bedroom ceiling had drawings taped to it. Gradually, a minuscule spark of passion for art was lit inside of me.
I believe in art because it expresses a scenario closer to reality than any other form of movement. Art can make a person cry, or laugh, or scream just by relating with society’s feelings, repeating history, and letting creativity fly. It teaches people about tragedies going on now, or in the past, such as the heart throbbing dance choreography known as Legacy. My grandmother and I watched the production at a studio I’ve taken classes at for about one and a half years. Although my body forced itself to try its hardest during class, I was never completely intrigued in the movement, so combinations just seemed like steps. When we came into the small theater in University City, St. Louis, we gasped at the white, foaming ocean of tissues sweeping
I believe in music. The sound of a solo instrument, a band, a voice, or a combination of all three filling the ears with beauty, heard but not seen, is subjective as the concept of art itself. I believe in it because the message it can have and it’s ability to be broadcasted anywhere, or maybe because of the gears behind the music teach a lesson all by itself as well.
Good art allows me to flee the realms of reality. In my mind's limitless consciousness, I can escape the mundanity of everyday life. It opens a door in my head to a world only limited by my imagination. I am no more a slave to gravity, chained down on the earth when I am reading. I can be a bird and soar high above the clouds, or be a fish and swim deep down in the darkest depths of the ocean. I am there, I am that person, and everything else around me regardless of what it is, fades away. Sometimes these people are the one's I'd like to be but sometimes I encounter nefarious characters I wholly condemn. I am able to feel the emotions that the artist intends for me to feel. However, it is not merely reading or listening, but understanding
The essence of art is the union of inspiration, discovery, imagination, and power displayed and interpreted through our five senses. Art cannot be demonstrated, nor identified by any absolute source; no one can or ever shall deem any one piece or sense as “true art.”. For art is individualized and perceived differently by each being. The appreciation of what one brings to be experienced by others classifies as art, for art is to be appreciated in different perspectives; whether it be in sorrow, pleasure, comfort, or uneasiness. With the creation of art comes the birthplace of power. With the beauty of art, comes its flexibility and willingness to bind itself to any form that you dictate.
The history of art dates back to ancient times. Artwork can be, and was, found around the world. What makes art interesting is that it can be created in any way, shape or form with any materials. It seems that the artwork can also tell us a lot about the artist. Art seems to be simply, a direct, visual reflection of the artist’s life. Therefore, one can assume that an artist’s life experiences and beliefs directly influence their art. If we look at examples from different periods of art we will be able to see the connection between the artist and the art.