My project has morphed a lot along the way and I think its almost poetic in that sense (at least to me) as it really shows how senior year comes with so many monumental changes. I struggled with the lack of boundaries in this class which I thought I would enjoy, instead it made me appreciate having a prompt and a hands on guide as to where to hone my creativity. It was a challenge but I’m very pleased with the work that I produced eventually. Some of the assignments pushed me out of my comfort zone and I put them off. I wanted to push myself to log my contemplations -that I base my art on- down in words which felt like therapy in a way. It felt exhausting but fruitful. I want to use some of these pieces to start another blog that isn’t linked to school where I can continue on this process of expression. I want to do it for me. I think that it will be helpful to organize my thoughts; make sure I don’t forget any that are important to me and see how they evolve over the years because I know they will!
My favorite exercise this semester was creating an outline for my personal essay. I used the prompt presented in one of our linked website resources. I thought that some of my answers summarized well what using my voice has felt like. I have put some of the exercise down below:
Why am I telling this story? I have used the blog project this semester to allow myself vulnerability with my art. To know me is to know me as an artist so I thought it well suited to share a personal story that had an emotional impact on me
Why am I the only one who can tell it? My experience is mine, the range of my emotions is mine- whether high or low and in this manner my story is unique as its my perspective
Why does it matter to me, and why will it matter to others? Vulnerable writing feels more like an open wound than vulnerable art. Art, in its own nice way has often given me room to hide. This story is allowing me to have a piece in the future I can look back at to assess where I was along in my journey to self actualization
