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.
I’m just getting back into the swing of things. As usual, I’ve always treated this blog as a sort of confessional online journal of my life. I always come back to this when something has bothered/been bothering me; hence, here I am. Continue reading
Christmas is coming up! And New Year’s is just around the corner! This is always my favorite time of the year. Time to let go of the past and start anew. There have been a few things that happened recently that still irk me up to this very moment, and I want to just get it off my chest in the hopes that I’ll feel WAY better after (which is usually the case).
A couple of weeks ago, our 2nd semester at school just started, so it was pretty much just introductions. In one particular class, the teacher openly admitted/warned us that she can be arrogant most of the time. I was absolutely fine with that, having dealt with much worse in my previous school. Arrogance is the least of my worries, really. After we introduced ourselves to the teacher, she asked the class if anyone of us were arrogant too. Quite shockingly, they pointed at me! I was quite offended by this. Never have I ever been described as arrogant! Nor do I think I have EVER been arrogant! Nonetheless, with this bunch of people who I barely know, and who barely know me! But, being the nice and NON-arrogant person that I was, I shrugged it off and said nothing against it that day. However, I can never really get over it until I justify myself to somebody, anybody…so here goes. Continue reading
Hey guys 🙂
Two posts in a row…so far, so good. I felt slightly better after ranting yesterday, and it reminded me of why I started this blog in the first place. I started this blog last year because I was being put (and putting myself) under a lot of unnecessary pressure. And I couldn’t really talk to anyone about it because I’m a coward. I’ve known that for a while…There’s this thing in Psychology when a person has such low self-confidence that they project it as over-confidence…I think, for me, it’s this PLUS my ego.