Only one piece of my art is up in my apartment, it is the one piece I cannot seem to tuck away or throw away. Trust me as an art student, you simply cannot keep all the projects you want to, unless you rent storage space. Surprisingly, it is from the art class I disliked the most. I found the teacher infuriating and a waste of my time, each class I dreaded as he talked about his poor pathetic starving artist life and how much he disliked being a teacher, etc, etc. It was Figuring Drawing II, for our final project we had to draw the human form in a way that meant something to us. I had so many ideas about all these complex issues in my head. In the end, I drew what I desired most . . . to just find some inner peace.
And a close-up.
Definitely not the most complicated thing I have ever done, but probably one that has the most meaning.
And no, I still have not found the inner peace I so desire, but I am trying harder lately.