2012 was the hardest year that I have ever been through...
I ended up losing three important people in my life.
In January of 2012 my grandmother passed away, she was the reason why I got into art. She believed in me even when I couldn't, she always looked at my art like it was sent from the heavens (including the little stick people doodles or the marks you make when you are trying to get your pen to work.) In February I lost my baby cousin, even in his short time here, he forever changed my life. He had so much spirit and fire (not sure if it was his ginger hair though.) His cute little smile would always keep me going. In September of 2012 my grandfather passed away... I thought my inspiration was gone, that the reason why I do art was gone, so why should I continue with it when it brightens everyone else but yet I feel so miserable inside. I felt like giving up on what I love to do the most. My depression got worse, my artwork started to slow down and the quality was not as great as it used to be. I got to the point where I knew that if I gave up on my dreams, I would be disappointing them to. I changed the way I looked at my art and started to incorporate them into it. Almost every piece is a memory of them from the shapes, colors and media. They are my inspiration and always will be <3
I never thought that I would have to put into words on why I do my art and what my artwork means, truthfully, I've never thought of it before. To me, my art keeps me alive, it's my breath to be able to survive, it calms me down when i'm upset. When I'm painting, I go into a whole different world, everyone and everything disappears, all that is left is me and the canvas, every brush stroke erases all the stress and sadness in my life. Painting is also a way to express yourself. I do the work I do because i'm hoping that someone else can feel the same way that I do about it. That people in the future will be like "WOW" that is amazing!:) I'm hoping that my artwork speaks for those who cannot, i'm hoping one day that I can become a role model for some aspiring art student like me.
Over the past year I've gotten more into sculptural/ 3D pieces but my heart will always be into painting. My art revolves around my grandparents, sometimes you will see their initials hidden in the artwork, or other times you will see a bird or a flower. My mosaic table shown under the artwork section was objects that I found in their campfire that I couldn't see turn to garbage so I turned it into a table. I can turn some of the weirdest things into artwork. My painting also expresses who I am. My role model would be Georgia O'Keeffe with the wonderful flowers that she paints. Flowers are my specialty, my media. Flowers are never the same even if they have the same name, every flower is unique and I feel like I have to capture it.
I'm hoping my grandparents inspiration will help me get through all the challenges of now or in the future. With everything that has happened over the years I have been able to find out who I am through my art and what it is I love to do.
I ended up losing three important people in my life.
In January of 2012 my grandmother passed away, she was the reason why I got into art. She believed in me even when I couldn't, she always looked at my art like it was sent from the heavens (including the little stick people doodles or the marks you make when you are trying to get your pen to work.) In February I lost my baby cousin, even in his short time here, he forever changed my life. He had so much spirit and fire (not sure if it was his ginger hair though.) His cute little smile would always keep me going. In September of 2012 my grandfather passed away... I thought my inspiration was gone, that the reason why I do art was gone, so why should I continue with it when it brightens everyone else but yet I feel so miserable inside. I felt like giving up on what I love to do the most. My depression got worse, my artwork started to slow down and the quality was not as great as it used to be. I got to the point where I knew that if I gave up on my dreams, I would be disappointing them to. I changed the way I looked at my art and started to incorporate them into it. Almost every piece is a memory of them from the shapes, colors and media. They are my inspiration and always will be <3
I never thought that I would have to put into words on why I do my art and what my artwork means, truthfully, I've never thought of it before. To me, my art keeps me alive, it's my breath to be able to survive, it calms me down when i'm upset. When I'm painting, I go into a whole different world, everyone and everything disappears, all that is left is me and the canvas, every brush stroke erases all the stress and sadness in my life. Painting is also a way to express yourself. I do the work I do because i'm hoping that someone else can feel the same way that I do about it. That people in the future will be like "WOW" that is amazing!:) I'm hoping that my artwork speaks for those who cannot, i'm hoping one day that I can become a role model for some aspiring art student like me.
Over the past year I've gotten more into sculptural/ 3D pieces but my heart will always be into painting. My art revolves around my grandparents, sometimes you will see their initials hidden in the artwork, or other times you will see a bird or a flower. My mosaic table shown under the artwork section was objects that I found in their campfire that I couldn't see turn to garbage so I turned it into a table. I can turn some of the weirdest things into artwork. My painting also expresses who I am. My role model would be Georgia O'Keeffe with the wonderful flowers that she paints. Flowers are my specialty, my media. Flowers are never the same even if they have the same name, every flower is unique and I feel like I have to capture it.
I'm hoping my grandparents inspiration will help me get through all the challenges of now or in the future. With everything that has happened over the years I have been able to find out who I am through my art and what it is I love to do.