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"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
it's not as simple as it seemed when i was younger.
until high school or so- i was pretty sure what i wanted to be. before i learned technical terms i called it a "nature studier" it's what it seems like- i wanted to be an environmentalist- go into the field and learn about these other creatures we share the planet with. I love animals- sometimes i feel like i can connect to them better than many humans.
then i realized that art was something just as close to me. and for some reason i chose that. why do we choose anything in our life? that's the reason. that's why.
now that i've decide that's what i want to do as a profession for now- what do i want to do with the degree? i go back and forth. sometimes i rant about how no one will ever want to buy anything i make- other days i daydream about future books with my illustrations inspiring future children.
and now as i explore the realms of psychology i've stumbled upon another choice. more choices. i guess you can guess. art therapy?
art has saved me before. although sometimes i rant and rave, it saves me from going too deep within myself.
perhaps i can use this to save others. just perhaps.
i want to leave this world a better place. even when atrocities that are committed in the name of god or country or pure narcissism- look to the light and the beauty that has been created by the human mind. when i need inspiration to continue to believe in the human race- although it takes a conscious effort- there are some wonderful things we have done.
i want to show maybe just a part of that- the part that we call art.
although i suppose i'm old-fashioned sometimes in what i will call art ( i admit i can have a hard time with complete modernism/abstract art i guess i still am learning how to "read" it) i suppose if it means something to someone- then it is worth something. even when it is only to them.
if maybe i can give that sense of accomplishment after completing a piece of your own art (you know the feeling?) to those that need it most....
i don't really know. i'm sort of babbling right now. i think im going to sleep now.
it's not as simple as it seemed when i was younger.
until high school or so- i was pretty sure what i wanted to be. before i learned technical terms i called it a "nature studier" it's what it seems like- i wanted to be an environmentalist- go into the field and learn about these other creatures we share the planet with. I love animals- sometimes i feel like i can connect to them better than many humans.
then i realized that art was something just as close to me. and for some reason i chose that. why do we choose anything in our life? that's the reason. that's why.
now that i've decide that's what i want to do as a profession for now- what do i want to do with the degree? i go back and forth. sometimes i rant about how no one will ever want to buy anything i make- other days i daydream about future books with my illustrations inspiring future children.
and now as i explore the realms of psychology i've stumbled upon another choice. more choices. i guess you can guess. art therapy?
art has saved me before. although sometimes i rant and rave, it saves me from going too deep within myself.
perhaps i can use this to save others. just perhaps.
i want to leave this world a better place. even when atrocities that are committed in the name of god or country or pure narcissism- look to the light and the beauty that has been created by the human mind. when i need inspiration to continue to believe in the human race- although it takes a conscious effort- there are some wonderful things we have done.
i want to show maybe just a part of that- the part that we call art.
although i suppose i'm old-fashioned sometimes in what i will call art ( i admit i can have a hard time with complete modernism/abstract art i guess i still am learning how to "read" it) i suppose if it means something to someone- then it is worth something. even when it is only to them.
if maybe i can give that sense of accomplishment after completing a piece of your own art (you know the feeling?) to those that need it most....
i don't really know. i'm sort of babbling right now. i think im going to sleep now.