On Arts Schools

Just wanted to post a quick thought here.

I’ve been in an arts high school; notice I say ‘arts’ and not ‘art’ because we mean all the art forms, like dance, music, theater and the visual arts.  And I’m taking a Fine Arts course now for college.

I’ve had, and still have, classmates who complain about how we’re not being taught how to draw or paint or what have you.  And here I am going, “well, if all you wanted to learn is how to draw, then you didn’t need to come to an arts school for that…”  There are so many ways people can learn to draw and paint and do whatever it is we artists do – online videos, workshops, going to exhibitions and observing and experimenting on your own.  If you go to an arts school, it should be noted that you already know how to draw, that you already know what to do.  Because in arts school, they won’t teach you how to do shit, they teach you what to do with the skills you have.

Here’s another example.  I took violin lessons – had good and great teachers.  I’ve recently observed that they never taught me how to play the music.  They just taught me how to play the instrument, and how to read notes.  I figured out how to feel and play the music myself.  No one can teach you that.  Same probably goes for those who are in the theater, and in dance.  They didn’t ask their teachers or mentors how to emote and move expressively.  Sad face to them may be angry face to others, ya know?

I think what those classmates of mine didn’t get is that arts is something that comes from you, your experiences, and your observations.  The essence of art can’t be taught because it’s different for everyone.  And an artist’s job is to help the world see what they see.

Cheers,

Agnes

Finding My Inner Passion. Here’s to the Music students!

Happy Friday the 13th! (The second one of 2015 actually…)
(Just f.y.i., ’13’ just happens to be my luckiest number, and ‘Friday the 13th’ has never failed to be one of the better days in my life so far.)

So I’ve been really free lately, which leaves me a lot (too much) time to think. And my mind just can’t seem to stop thinking back on the embarrassing, funny, scary, anxious, fun, happy, sad and generally memorable moments I’ve had in SOTA (my former high school)…I think this is what people think/feel before they start seeking closure, am I right? And if ‘closure’ is what I want, then I really have to visit them really soon. It’s starting to get annoying.

Anyways, I brought that up because I started reflecting on my ‘Arts journey’ in SOTA, if that makes any sense, and I realized that I auditioned into SOTA under Visual Arts ONLY because it was what I thought would be beneficial and it was what I was more passionate about at the time…But after just a month in that school, I quickly realized that I may have joined the wrong art form. Why? Well…
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