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creativity: part two

October 15, 2014

Okay so in that essay I wrote, I said that I wanted to make art! And I have, a little bit. Don't laugh.

I had some canvas and paints already so I made this over the summer, just because. It's hanging in our bathroom now because Stefan said he felt like it was the kind of painting that would be in a bathroom, and I pretended that was a compliment. Kidding! It totally does fit hanging in the bathroom.


Then at the end of the summer, Stefan and I went to Swiss Days up in Midway with my sisters. We looked at so many booths selling cute paintings and prints, and I just kept saying, "I want to do this." "I could do this." "Don't buy that, I'll make it for you." And don't get me wrong, those people selling at Swiss Days are dang talented. And then I'm over here like, "Look at me ma, I made a painting this summer!" So I know I'm not the best, but I figured making stuff for my family would be a good place to start.

A few weeks later my sister sent me a cute design she found. It was definitely made on a computer, but I decided to recreate it on another canvas I still had. And I loved doing it! It didn't turn out exactly like the one she showed me, but I didn't want it to. I like mine. Ha.



(Popcorn Popping is a cute, silly song kids sing in our church. Here's a link to the lyrics.)

Sooo, that's about all I've done so far. Over the summer I bought some yarn and crochet hooks, but I haven't quite figured that out yet. Sidebar: if anyone in Provo wants to teach me to crochet.. please! I have my hooks and some fancy yarns! I just want to make a scarf. I also have some nice pens we ordered, and I've been trying to work on my lettering skills.. but so far I really only have one "font" that I do.. Everything I write looks the same. But I liiike it!

I just love doing this stuff. It feels good to make something that's all your own. This is going to be a slow moving hobby for me, especially while I'm still in school. But I'm excited and determined to keep up with it! So if anyone has any tips, ideas, requests, suggestions, I'd love all encouragement and motivation I can get to keep practicing.

And I know I quoted it twice in my essay I just posted, but here is this video that I love: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TJC1sRJ8F0Q And I mean, love.

I've always enjoyed making art. I almost started my essay with this story about a seriously traumatic day in my second grade art class. We were making paper mache (sorry I don't know how to get accents on blogger..) masks, and I made a clown mask. (I know that is super weird and creepy. I have no idea why I chose to make a clown. Let's move past it.) So I finished my mask and it was perfect. I loved it. Then my teacher came over and told me I needed to add more details. She made me paint stripes on the clown's cheeks! So then obviously he didn't look like a clown anymore, she was wrong, and I was crushed. Another time one of my drawings was put in an art show and that same teacher named the drawing without telling me! I showed up to the art show and all the sudden my drawing was titled "Bugaboo." WHAT. Picture little seven year old Erin in total rage. Or twenty-one year old Erin in total rage. Still not over it.

Anyway, that was a tangent. The point is that art was always my favorite class, right up until high school when it wasn't required anymore so I didn't take it. And I hated not taking it. My junior year I finally signed up for my high school's beginning art class. I loved it! Then I basically didn't touch any kind of art again until this summer. This summer I seriously needed to make something, to be creative. So that's why I love that video and the message it shares. Because I believe every word of it!

And now I'm off to convince Stefan we should paint pumpkins tonight.

2 comments :

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I love your art and Lydia is lucky to have such a talented aunt. Keep on creating!

Lesa Emmett said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

I love it too!

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