Luke,+M

Art has always been a big part of my life ever since I was little. I was the queen of newspaper coloring contests until the sad day when I turned 12 and could no longer participate. As I grew older, art became more serious to me. It was how I could express myself in a way I could not do otherwise. Art class became my refuge from the ridiculousness that is called high school. My home life has become difficult as well. Not because I have wicked parents or was ignored, but because My father passed away July 4 th  2013 of a rare form of appendix cancer. My parents were and are lovely people which is the reason this loss so terrible. My family is still “adjusting” to this devastating change; but I feel like art has definitely been an outlet for me during this difficult time in life. I enjoy making pen and water color mash-ups at home (I like having the harshness of the pen and the softness of water colors together) and primarily work with colored pencil on black board during my art class. The first piece I drew on black board was one I did of my father as a young man. It is by far my favorite piece of mine, and I believe it always will be. I love drawing on black. There is something about it that emits power. The pieces I have chosen for my portfolio I feel represents me in the best way with the many different aspects of my personality. I enjoy creating things that are not always might be considered as beautiful. I feel that abnormal things are much more fun to draw then “beautiful” things are. I have always felt this way. It feels like my little own “acceptable” act of rebellion. I would love for others to enjoy my work as much as I do, but if they do not that is just fine. Art is something that I do for myself, and I wouldn't know what to do without it.


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