In a mere stroke of genius I decided I should go back to school for a BFA in graphic design. Just to clarify--no, I haven’t ever taken art classes, and no, I have no natural art ability. So yea, it’s normal to wonder ‘what on earth is she thinking?’
In my family, cultural exposure was the most important experience you could have. Grandma used to drag us begrudgingly into museum after museum, play after play, and all over the place—to ensure we were exposed. ‘No grandkids of hers were going to be left behind!’ I guess it’s only natural that I now consider myself an avid art appreciator. It wasn’t until I started school that I realized I had no real ability to value composure, color, or depth. Thus began my studies…
So, as I struggle through my first semester I thought I would share the art I created, and the struggles I faced. Enjoy!
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