Artist Statement I don't know how, when or why I started to get into art. I colored in coloring books with markers and crayons just like every other four year old. I was an “excellent art student” according to my fifth grade art teacher, and in eighth grade I was asked to paint sets for the school play. It wasn't just one thing that made me realize I had a passion for art. It was all these things and more. I never had an ‘Ah-Ha!’ moment where I found that art was something I loved to do and want to do until I am unable to hold a pencil anymore.
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My grandpa bought me my first set of pencils in seventh grade when he saw I was drawing more and more. I didn't know how to use them so I stuck to my number-two pencils. I had art my first trimester of eighth grade so I got to know the teacher, Lisa Kirsch, really well. During my second and third trimesters I would go into her room every time I had a study hall. She showed me how to use the pencils my grandpa bought me and I ended up with my first big project.
Just about every drawing I’ve completed was done using some sort of paper and the pencils my grandpa bought me. I put all sorts of emotion into my work. It’s usually sad, depressed or a disturbed state of mind. Every once in awhile you may find one that’s happy and/or colorful. There's no particular reason for these ‘depressing drawings’ it's just my own little twist on things. My personal opinion is that the more emotion an artist puts into their work, the more someone will get out of it. It is also more likely that someone will remember it.
It could’ve all started because I was procrastinating on my homework and had a pencil in my hand and a blank piece of paper in front of me. Maybe I was just excited about getting some new pencils from my grandpa. Or I was just doodling one day and decided it was something I liked to do. I may not know how it happened, or when or why, but I do know that it did happen. I realised I have a passion for art. I love to draw and create. My only limits are my imagination. I think the reason I like to draw so much is that no one can tell me I can’t draw something. I can draw whatever I want. I am eager to continue to learn and be taught more about art. I also hope that art stays one of my passions. I’m glad drawing found it’s way into my life and I don't want it to ever leave.
Just about every drawing I’ve completed was done using some sort of paper and the pencils my grandpa bought me. I put all sorts of emotion into my work. It’s usually sad, depressed or a disturbed state of mind. Every once in awhile you may find one that’s happy and/or colorful. There's no particular reason for these ‘depressing drawings’ it's just my own little twist on things. My personal opinion is that the more emotion an artist puts into their work, the more someone will get out of it. It is also more likely that someone will remember it.
It could’ve all started because I was procrastinating on my homework and had a pencil in my hand and a blank piece of paper in front of me. Maybe I was just excited about getting some new pencils from my grandpa. Or I was just doodling one day and decided it was something I liked to do. I may not know how it happened, or when or why, but I do know that it did happen. I realised I have a passion for art. I love to draw and create. My only limits are my imagination. I think the reason I like to draw so much is that no one can tell me I can’t draw something. I can draw whatever I want. I am eager to continue to learn and be taught more about art. I also hope that art stays one of my passions. I’m glad drawing found it’s way into my life and I don't want it to ever leave.