Personal Narrative: My Exploration Of Aesthetics

My mind can never be quieted. I am constantly thinking of moments or ideas or fantasies. What is all this dreaming worth if I cannot share it with the world? That is why I have gone on a quest to find an outlet for my thoughts. It has not been a process that has been traversed with ease, but through this journey, I have found many pastimes that have helped form my thoughts and beliefs.

When it comes to my passion most don’t understand it the way I do. For the past three years my passion has been lacrosse. Since I was a freshman at Sandalwood High School my interests for the sport have grown and my devotion and commitment have reached new limits. Most people don’t understand lacrosse, they just know that it is a sport “with sticks and stuff”, and while I don’t take offense to ignorance; sharing my passion with others is never a burden. Lacrosse is one of the biggest parts of my life as of now and I believe it will continue to be for many years to come, but there’s more to the sport than most people know. Lacrosse has a history behind it older than any other sport in America, as well as the fact that as of now,

I experienced my pop culture moment when I was a senior at my high school. My transportation to go to my school was buses. I took the same buses to school from freshman year, but I have never noticed what I notice in my senior year. Every morning I wake up to go to school at 8 a.m. I would see people going to work, schools etc. but one day I notice there was a group of white women who is going to their work wearing sari (sari is a garment which is long and usually it’s draped around women’s body. Asian women mostly wear it). I found that very odd because they didn’t look like to me that they would know anything about the roots of sari or the culture. I thought they were mocking the culture because the saris that they wearing weren’t 100% correct. I used to see them wearing traditional Indian cloth and I

On my twenty-forth birthday, the seventh of May, my mother, the eminent, Whitney West Scooter, almost had a major myocardial infarction. After, I told her that her aspiring Michelangelo had withdrawn, that very day, from her alma mater the illustrious J. C. West Academy of Fine Arts. The only reason I attend the Academy, in the first place was to appease my mother, who believed every artist should hold an art degree. I spend the entire day with my mother and throughout breakfast, lunch, and dinner, I tried to penetrate her armor of resistance so she might understand my reason for leaving the Academy at the conclusion of my junior year. As I spoke, her facial expression took on the characteristics of a rabid dog about to pounce. And I swear

The day had finally came, it was July 21st, 2020. I had been waiting for this day for what seemed like forever! I was beyond excited that of all artists, I was chosen to escort the Interplanetary Ambassador around our world and culture. Once I greeted him at the New York Space Port, I decided to take him to our very own Metropolitan Museum of Art located here in NYC. The ride from the space port to the Museum was a little over two hours and felt like forever. On the way there the Ambassador asked many questions about our clothes, food, money, and many of our everyday things that are around us. Then, out of nowhere he asked me a question that changed my life as an artist completely. He said, “In my planet we have clothes and money and everything that you humans have, but we do not have art. Can you please explain to me what this art thing is?”

How do I expect my education at The Art Institute to help me attain my goals? My education at The Art Institute can help me attain my goals of entering the music industry and impacting society through production. As a musician I feel a high love for music. Music without a certification will not pervade me as an education with certification would.

For as long as I can remember I have always had the drive and passion to create works of art in many ways, shapes and forms. My creativity and integrity that I share with art is on many levels ranging from 3D work, video game design, physical pieces of artwork as well as digital. I believe that there are very few schools that would not only help challenge my abilities but be able to utilize them in many ways I would've never imagined.

You know that moment when you’re trying to reach the toilet paper but can't quite, then fall and kill yourself on a pumpkin? Yeah I know that feeling… it’s not good. It all started one very normalish day at 1065 Fitzgerald Ave.

My first example of one of my peices of work is my Garage Sale flyer. I choes this as one of my examples because it demonstates my understandings of our unit all about creating flyers,business cards etc… The strongest aspects of this peice of work is the way I have all the information needed in an organized way. It does not look super cluttered. I think i could always work on something with any peice of work i do. With this peice i think i could work on my spelling and puncuation. Some of the skills i use to create this peice were; Change the backround, Bordes and accents, Text and

In my recent trip to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, I visited two different galleries, including European Paintings 1250-1800 and 19th century and early 20th century European paintings and sculptures. The artworks are filled with history and beauty. There are many artworks that caught my attention including Vanitas Still Life by Jacques de Ghyen, The Third Class Carriage by Honore Daumier, Rehearsal of the Ballet on Stage by Edgar Degas and The Garden at Sainte-Adresse by Claude Monet.

She stood, transfixed, rooted to the spot just like the towering flora about her. The sight blinded her, where Janet had stood just a moment before, was now a droning mass of little-winged angels, the bees had taken the girl, erased her from the spot she stood. Mrs Hutchence felt the panic begin like a cluster of spark plugs in her abdomen. The sound drowned her cries and silenced the tinkering of all the little native creatures. But all that came from the figure beneath the swarming flickering mass was an immortal silence that engulfed shadowy grove, and Janet stood there unmoving. Unblinking. Unthinking.

My greatest skill is drawing. I’ve developed this skill by drawing when I have time and look some drawings from the internet to get inspired. I’ve demonstrated this skill by showing it to my family or posting it on the internet. I’ve always liked drawing since I was a kid because I always imagine things and I want to remember it. I used to draw Spongebob’s snail, Gary, a lot because I’ve seen a tutorial on how to draw Gary. And it inspired me, so I did it, and the outcome didn’t turn what I expect it to be. So, I tried it over and over again until I perfected it. Then, I tried drawing something else like cartoon characters, a person, etc. Until I get a hang of it, but I can’t do it without an image to copy from. As the time goes by, I am now

I believe I am very blessed to be living the life I am today. The images that are shown on my “Me Collage” represent who I am as a person today. To help illustrate my life, I have shown symbols and pictures of my past, present, and future with a story behind every picture. When I was young, I was very lucky to have the opportunity to see extraordinary parts of the world with my family. This type of exposure at a young age has helped shape who I am today.

I've always wondered where they had come from, it wasn't ordinary to see them, no one knew them, it was from one day to another that they appeared, is like they arose from the ground, it was like the plants one day they weren’t there and suddenly they grew from the ground. The old man used to tell me horrific stories about them, he used to tell me how they killed our type. They expressed themselves differently, no one could understand them, he used to tell me how they covered themselves with funny things, things we’ve never seen before.

vengeful aspects of the nature’s mask. The only way to kill it is to grasp the unknowable truth