Why?  Why is a question most people are asked whenever they choose to  pursue something in life. There are several reasons why someone would do something, whether it give them entertainment, joy, or satisfaction. Art provides all three of those things to me. It’s fun, it makes me happy, and no feeling can beat producing a finished product you’re proud of after hours upon hours of hard work. Art also lets you express yourself. Anything you’re feeling can be displayed on the canvas. My goal is to have whoever sees my art feel different after seeing it-whether it touches them because it has a certain depth to it or it inspires them. A while ago, I did a Spanish project. The painter I was assigned was Joan Miró. I still remember a quote of his, “You can look at a picture for a week and never think of it again. You can also look at a picture for a second and think of it all your life.” When something is inspirational or life-altering for a person, when it contains an image so strong it may change your way of thinking, it doesn’t matter how long you’re exposed to the piece, as long as you see it. I want my artwork to be meaningful; to change at least one person out there.

 

  My artistic process often begins with slight procrastination, I will admit. I brainstorm for a bit, and sketch out ideas I think might be good. Sometimes, a brilliant idea will pop into my head the minute I begin thinking and I’ll go from there. Other times I’m not as lucky. Often I’ll think until inspiration strikes. When it does I’ll drop everything I’m doing and sketch it out. I’ll sketch my idea a few times, getting more detailed each time. Once I have a basic plan for how I want my art to look, I’ll choose a medium. It really depends on the art. Sometimes paint might be good, other times colored pencil, and others plain and simple pencil. I pick whichever I believe suits the art, pick a color scheme to either loosely or strictly address, as long as I have a guideline. I’ll lightly sketch out the plan on final paper in pencil. All the main decisions all depend on the idea. The mediums, the techniques, all of it, essentially.

  In kindergarten, you first held a crayon and was exposed to art, in its most primitive and basic of forms. I have certainly grown from that little kindergartener, crayon clutched in hand, scribbling away contently at a scrap of paper to pass the day. My artistic style has evolved and grown up with me. While I aged and matured, so did my art. My art is constantly growing and changing as I do. Early work from elementary school makes me cringe. I want my art to improve. I need to work hard at it, sure, and I really plan to create art I care about. Other artists have inspired me. Plenty of artists have. Maybe one day, I’ll inspire someone.