My Purpose Of Art

Art was a way for students to express their inner thoughts and views creatively. For senior Lauren Mabe art was a way to express herself in various ways. Students’ artwork was inspiring to many and held significant meaning. “Art is a form of personal expression. It teaches everyone how to observe life in every detail. It teaches people how to develop concepts and think more deeply about a topic. As an artist, art creates a form of pride- there is nothing better than stepping back from something you have created and saying ‘Wow, I actually did that!’ The only thing better than that feeling is when someone pays you for it,” said Ms. Wilson.

It was my freshman year of high school when I took Drawing A; I quickly learned that I had a skill that I had previously ignored and began embracing it. Sophomore year, though, was when I truly started using my art. It was during this year that I received a 4 on my AP-Studio Art portfolio, and won four awards at Scholastic Art and Writing in photography. Art gave me a feeling of accomplishment that I didn’t usually get in the rest of my academics, so I always tried my

Since I was a little girl art has been a part of my life, whether it has been painting my favorite celebrity, knitting a blanket, or drawing Time Square. I’ve always found joy when creating something others will admire. With my love of art came a decision every teenager has to make,“ what will you do for the rest of your life”. With lots of questioning and deliberation, I made the conclusion to further my passion into a career by going to art school in Chicago.

A few years ago, my mom thought it would be enjoyable to go to the Museum of Fine Arts. She had always seen me draw in my free time and figured I would want to see other people’s art. I was excited, but I didn’t know what to expect. I wasn’t sure I'd be interested in the art. Whenever I went to a museum before, it was for school and all we saw were Greek statues. My mom and I parked in a parking lot that was far away from the museum and the long, chilly walk from the parking lot made my doubts increase. When I walked into the museum, my eyes widened with astonishment like a baby first learning how to take its first steps. My imagination exploded with exotic, unknown colors, shapes and textures. I noticed that each and every piece of art was different, unique and told a story. Every piece of art, whether abstract or realistic, started as just an idea in an artist's mind. There was once a time when all of the art pieces had been just blank paper.

Ever since i was able to hold a pencil I learned how to draw the simplest of things. I spent most of my time drawing on walls. Making my parents mad. Since then, i have not given up on perfecting my artistic skills. I do not only dabble on the art of drawing, but on doing crafts and taking up requests by my

At first, art was just a distraction, an escape from reality, which I begin to dread so very often, everywhere I went I felt like fear and isolation follow me to every corner of my life. Art allowed me to explore escape from reality and create freely. That very feeling intoxicated my mind presenting me the key to a door that would help me escape my mind and feel entirely free.

I’ve always been interested in the arts, always one to doodle on papers in class, and run to the sidewalk chalk during recess. But over time, that love of creativity that had invariably been a part of my personality slowly trickled away. Perhaps it was lack of motivation, likely my depression played a part, maybe it was just a part of growing up, whatever the cause, during the beginning of my freshman year of high school, I found that I hadn’t created a single sketch, much less a finished project, in over a year. I’d packed up my pencils and put away my brushes for what seemed to be the last time. That all changed the day I walked into that museum and found my love of art rekindled into the burning passion it had once been. The glorious modern building of the Kimbell Art Museum became my refuge, my second home, and most importantly the inspiration for the next phase of my life.

Some years ago I held the belief that I would have been a significantly better draftsman if I had attended one of the Art High Schools in my county. This belief, however naive, allowed me to stagnate in growth and just wallow in self-pity. I figured that it was not my fault that I was not up to par with my peers but rather, what I believed was, the unfair act of allocating all the creative resources to a select elite in these so-called “Art High Schools”. What I didn’t seem to notice, however, was that the skills demonstrated from my peers who attended these institutions did not solely come from them. I failed to see the hard work and dedication that each individual had put into their artwork and developing their skills--figuring that they must have just been given some sort of know-all potion.

Through art I am able to express my thoughts, emotions, and opinions. I use art to convey things that are just too painful for words; art has helped me to preserve and to move forward towards achieving my goal, happiness.

Staring at a person across the room, you find yourself wondering who they really are. What do they do? And perhaps, where are they going in life? Truth is you can tell very little about a person from just their appearance, as it is with me. But after time it is hard to not to notice how much art is a part of my life, and what it means to me. Throughout this paper I will focus on why studio art is my major (and why others such as art education are not), then I will address the economic side of becoming an artist/ art instructor, and finally how current trends such as conceptual art are effecting the art world and my education.

Art. To me is something undefinable, what I want my art to show you is a piece of myself and a piece of yourself. Something we can all relate to; a memory, a song, a poem, art should make you feel something. Art is a gift, a tool we can use to hide beauty in ordinary places and things. I want to broaden my understanding of design and the world that art is beyond my knowledge and experiences. Because my love for creating burns so bright and deep within me, I am determined to find a career path that will allow me to explore the world of design and art every day. A number of art forms are endless and this seems like a daunting task to find just one path that can express the enjoyment and involvement I want to have with art. Throughout my life I have been endlessly drawing, painting, sculpting and creating--often times I feel almost cursed with such talent to create because the ability seems endless. I have taken a number of art classes exploring my passions as a High School Student and created many different types of works including oil, acrylic, and watercolor paintings; etching, embossed, and screen printmaking; charcoal, graphite, and pastel drawings; Sculpting with ceramics and plaster as well as wheel pieces. I find that there is few mediums I have yet to experiment with. I have become accustomed to Acrylic paintings as I have recently started to create paintings and sell them to community members. I participated in a local art fair and it opened my eyes to what art

First and foremost, art is a crucial part of my life. One of the many reasons I like art is because it’s so free form. You don’t need to listen to instructions, or make your art look a certain way. It’s independant and rule free. As students, we spend a lot of time being told what to do by teachers, our parents, etc. With art you can do whatever you want! You aren’t conformed to one genre or style. If you want to do something unique or weird you can! After all, artistic freedom is one of the reasons art is so beautiful. Secondly, art is important to me because it’s so relaxing. It’s a great way to lose yourself and just let go. After a long day when your over fatigued and and worn-out, it’s nice to sit down and just loosen up. To forget everything for a bit and just do something you love. Lastly, art is meaningful to me because it’s an amazing way to express yourself. With art you can show who you truly are and how you honestly feel in a way that’s unique and therapeutic. In summary, art is important to me because art is so free form, because art is relaxing, and because art is a good way to express yourself.

I have never really had any great love for art, but I have never thought it could have any good effect on me. I've known since I was little that not just the big things in museums that cost around $5000 were art, and that even the little things I would make an arts and crafts in my old school could be considered art. However, I never imagine myself as an artist of any kind and always considered art as just something pretty to look at. My education of art isn't really anything impressive, starting at my first elementary school where I had both art and music in my kindergarten class, though it might have been first grade I can't quite remember, and I wouldn't have another until my high school years because it was mandatory. Though I had never really thought about to highly, this paper and the few classes I've had in fine arts have made me think differently. Architecture and videogames have had a great impact on my life and have even given me a goal to work after.

I’ve been highly interested in art since 6. I loved drawing on my exam sheets and school books, sketching fantastic thoughts and comic stories. However, I had never realized the purpose of art and design until getting into high school. Inspired by activist artists Guerrilla Girls mentioned by the teacher in art class, I found art could serve as a useful tool to advocate social issues like feminism. Others critical knowledge I had learnt is color theory and art directing. By analyzing fantasy movies and ingenious commercial films, I understood the process of design could be rational and rigorous, and the works could include cultural symbols and personal experience. I’m so enthusiastic about art that I refused my parents’ suggestions of applying an elite law institute and determined to major in communication in university when I was 19.

We are defined by our decisions and our actions, as well as our smallest choices. They build the person who we are, as well as the deaths that take our flesh away from this earth. There is no purpose of being alive that we know of. If it is it is ineffable and something that is beyond our minds. It is the smallest intricate aspects that make life worth living, and the arts give humanity a sense of purpose. The arts teach people how to think. We can choose what we think, and art can stimulate the imagination. Art can turn pain into laughter. What is my so-called embarrassment of the minimum wage jobs what people attempt to shame for working, trying to feed myself, and also to have a place to sleep at night away from the streets. With