When my parents divorced, i turned to the fine arts to express myself. My aunt gave me my first easle with oil paints when i was a preteen and i filled canvases with portraits that expressed my angst. I used vibrant unnatural colors to call attention and distorted proportions to illustrate my feelings.
As i moved into high school, i took art class for all four years. I recall art projects where we made funky self portraits, paper mâché masks, comic strips and photoshop animations. I have all those projects tucked away somewhere, to show you. Here are some images of some of my works in highschool. Art class was so much fun.
In college, I realized my love for writing but so many other problems in life whipping at my mind refused to let me concentrate on text for too long. I find it really hard to read amd concentrate because of my PTSD, so at the commencement of the pandemic 2020 i painted some canvases with landscapes of places i liked the most. This helped to relax me as I got through the rest of college as i finished all of my writing assignments. You can see some of my paintings here.
Not only does art relax my mind, but it makes me happy. When I create, I feel like a better person for contributing something of my own into the world. I put my all into my art because I want it to be special, meaningful and authentic.
Some of my favorite art eras are the impressionist movement, art deco and neoclassical. I prefer the latter more so just for admiring it. The former two are realistic emotions i can capture and make my own on a canvas, haha.
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