My Passion For Art

Throughout my early teen years, I was exposed to different mediums of art and discovered that I could express myself through more channels than just paper. Although Barry found comfort in her 11 x 17 newsprint and some paint, I was able to focus my energy on making music and taking photographs. Without my art teachers, I wouldn’t have the expressive outlet I do today. My childhood was not filled with unhappiness as Lynda Barry’s was, but from both backgrounds, we found a warmth from the exposure of art that the educational system gave to us.

I trudged out the door in utter denial it was Friday afternoon and I was in an awful mood. For 7 years my mother had made it mandatory for me to take piano lessons twice a week. As a child, I adored practicing and the ethereal feeling I felt each time I played was truly unmatched. Although the pieces I played were classical and were no longer an interest of mine my teacher was a jovial young woman named Mrs. May. She enjoyed wearing floral patterned skirts, she had trademark wide-brimmed glasses and her soft, delightful voice always made me smile. Despite Mrs. May’s enthusiasm and encouragement, I didn’t have the same passion for music as I used to. My short attention span wasn’t helping and having to practice while also devoting time to soccer and cross-country meant my free time was practically non-existent. I thought about quitting but I couldn’t gather enough courage to tell my mother. So that being said I continued, lessons generally followed the same pattern unless I had a recital in the near future. In that case, they were demanding and strenuous. That was the case as in 2 weeks I had my largest recital where I would be playing Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven on top of a piece I had written with the help of Mrs. May.

I had the opportunity to visit this museum before and I was very impressed and overwhelmed by the quantity and quality of the things I saw, however, this time during my visit, I gave critical attention to the East Wing Building of the art gallery. I was utterly amazed by the new pieces in the East Wing, which led

“The artist is the compass which, through the raging of the storm, points steadily to the north，” said by Romain Rolland. If people could give an accurate concept of art , then it was better to say that art gave the artist a firm goal and motivation. At a young age, I did not have a deep understanding of art. In my memory, drawing a few pictures of comic and having art classes in my elementary school in China that was the closest way to learn art. Although I liked painting, I did not choose it as my major in my high school and university without the support of my family. However, fortunately I had a good chance to live and study in New York with my family in the winter of 2014. If I could not learn painting that was a kind of regret in the first two decades of my life, then I might have the opportunity to make up for this regret in after years. I was very grateful to the art to bring my enthusiasm, so I could firmly choose the art design as a new professional in QCC and have more opportunities to learn about art.

Ever since a child I was interested in all things creative. When I was 12 years old I enrolled myself in the Ural Film Studios academy and in 2 years, I graduated. I learned the collaborative process of film making. The class I was in made a narrative film. I learned parts of the whole process. Creativity runs in my family. My great Grandfather was a poet, and my grandfather was, like me, into different media like filmmaking and photography. I have cousins that run a gallery. My grandfather gave me my first camera which opened whole new world for me. When I got my first computer I installed a trial version of Photoshop and realized I could create designs with my pictures I took (for instance custom Facebook portraits). A friend and I came up with our first business of selling custom made

I could get lost in a painting or drawing, and forget about the world. When given time to express my creativity, I could focus better on my academic classes. I knew that art would be the key to my success in life. I didn’t see any other options, art was it, it would be my

I’ve always known that I wanted to pursue art education. Ever since I was a little girl, seven years old to be specific, I have wanted to be an art teacher. I remember vividly sitting in my second grade art class talking to my teacher and realizing that everyone has different skills and abilities, and that perhaps art was going to be mine. It was there in Country View Elementary School that I became fascinated with colors and the idea that an artist can start with nothing and create a masterpiece. Soon after that I came to the conclusion that I needed to do art every single day of my life. This realization that I loved creating art continued, and when I was in middle school and beginning of high school I spent several summers at a summer art camp. The camp

The career of illustration is a unique and fascinating career. where you take ideas and transfer them onto paper. With illustration, everyone can see someone’s world of imagination on display in an image. Chris Van Allsburg had this to say about his creative process “At first, I see pictures of a story in my mind. Then creating the story comes from asking questions of myself. I guess you might call it the 'what if - what then' approach to writing and illustration.” (Chris Van Allsburg). Many people ignore illustration and brush it off to the side, but it is incredibly useful for society.

The gallery is on the ground floor with floor-to-ceiling glass doors, which the viewer could be able to have a panoramic view of the small space outside the gallery. Johnson’s abreact drawings are arresting with different compositions, colors, and forms. By using Ballpoints, Gelly roll pens, Crayola crayons, and Exacto knife incisions,

studied various art mediums to explore creative talents. In my junior year, I decided to

For museum websites exhibition information is the heart of the website. When navigating these links on the two sites they are notably similar. Both websites categorize their exhibition information in subcategories equally including current, upcoming, past, and traveling as categories. Each one of these categories contains information and dates about what is or was on display. They also include photographic samples of the art on display at the museum. The Frist also includes some corresponding downloadable content for each of its exhibits. This content includes gallery guides, teacher guides, and suggested bibliography materials. Both websites give links to related programs and tours of interest. Unlike The Frist, the National Gallery of Art is considered a collecting museum. This merely indicates that along with traveling exhibits the museum is also the host to its own permanent art

As I reflect on my earliest memories of my art education experiences, I must give credit to my parents. Looking back as an

Ever Since I was a little girl, I dreamt of becoming a skilled artist and seeing the world to uncover the mysteries that ancient artists had to tell. Art has always been a huge part of my life ever since I first held a crayon in my hand. From redrawing characters from

Almost all little girls start their primary schooling years wanting to play school and wanting to learn. At home they act like they are teaching their own classroom and leading their group of students in front of them (most likely a stuffed animal), but their imagination, creativity, and eagerness to learn is at the peak when they begin their first day of school. Ever since that day I still want to be an educator and to make a difference in this field for the better. I have always found that the most intriguing thing for me in life is conveying knowledge and skills onto other people and watching in their eyes when the switch finally clicks that they understand what I have been trying to teach them. Knowing that the impact you made for just that short amount of time in that child’s life may never be forgotten.

Ever since I was a child I have always had a creative mind. My weekends as a