Now, I'm new to blogging, so please excuse my temporary awkwardness. It's strange feeling like you could be talking to anyone or nobody at all, so I never quite know how I should word these types of posts, but whatever.
I've been passionate about art since I was a little girl. When you're young, your family is very encouraging of artistic or creative aspirations, and they assume that eventually you'll come to the realization that these ambitions are unrealistic and unstable, and that one can't support themselves purely on the arts. It's heartbreaking, absolutely heartbreaking, when you make this realization, no matter if it was explained to you by your guardians or not.
Don't get me wrong, I love my father. He's always loved and encouraged the things I do, he just wanted me to utilize my artistic passions elsewhere, somewhere more financially supportive.
I know that the road I've chosen isn't an easy one, and that I can anticipate to fall flat on my face a couple times, but with my dedication and love for what makes me happy (art), I believe I can conquer any struggle, as naive as that may seem.
In the next few days, I'll be taking clear photos of all the work I've done so far. My paintings, drawings, sculptures, etc. and posting them on all of my artistic sites, including this blog. I'll give out the links to my other means of media another time. For now, thank you for reading, and please stick around.
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