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October 2014

School, Thus Far...

I can't even begin to explain how incredibly INSPIRED each and everyday when I am in school, and I am not exaggerating. 

There is a significant difference between a 17 year old, fresh out of high school in college and an almost 40 year old furthering her education. The difference being, I am more driven, focused, passionate, clear (as far as knowing what I want and knowing how I will get there), and see life in an entirely new perspective. Its safe to say, that maybe (hypothetically) kids should work a little bit, dabble with in the real world, figure out what it is they really want and then go back to school. I may have gone a different route than most people, but nonetheless, if I didn't I would've never discovered my true passion. 

I can't help to think that, when I was a Sophomore in high school, I was clueless as to what I wanted to "be, when I grew up." I sort of closed my eyes, scrolled down with my finger in the list of occupations and just picked "teacher" for the heck of it. That was the plan (for a while). Had I taken that route, I would've been like most people, just getting by, just to get by. 

At a very young age, I already loved design, photography, marketing/adverstising, and overall being creative. (I used to pretend to create my own magazine based on cutouts, crayola pens, construction paper, and a stapler to bind it together) But I would have never known how to pursue it, I'm sure my mother would've talked me out of that one. After all, she was more familiar with occupations titled "Teachers, Nurses, Doctors.." But a "Graphic Artist" she would've gawked at me and wondered how "drawing" would get me anywhere. But I'm sure if she were with me today, seeing me raise my family, putting aside my dreams in order to focus on my family and support my husband's military life, she would've supported me in every aspect. I often imagine her smiling down at me. 

This is a typical day in class for me, nothing but smiles in my attempt to take selfies with each and everyone in class that day. 



I can't help but to feel a sense of camaraderie amongst the CA students despite the gap in age. In a sense, we are all "starving artists" just trying to make sense of it all. Art is so subjective, everyone has their own style, taste, and work flow. So what's inspiring to me is watching everyone evolve. 

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Then there's amazing teachers like Sandy...who pushes her students because she believes in each of us. I always wonder what it's like to be an "Art Teacher" because you can't teach individuality, which art is. So how do you guide a student to help hone in on their own artistic abilities? I don't think its something you can teach, in terms of formulas like in math, but making them see things differently. But she has that gift, that enables us (students) to want to learn more and be better than yesterday (well at least for me that is). 



So.. school thus far has ignited a fire within me, that has always been there, it just shines a bit brighter with a new sense of direction. 

There is this song by Macklemore "Ten Thousand Hours" that always fuels my creativity... 

This is my world, this is my arena
I stand here in front of you today all because of an idea
I could be who I wanted if I could see my potential

See, I observed Escher
I love Basquiat
I watched Keith Haring
You see I study art
The greats weren't great because at birth they could paint
The greats were great cause they paint a lot
I will not be a statistic
Just let me be
No child left behind, that's the American scheme

Generation of kids choosing love over a desk
Put those hours in and look at what you get
Nothing that you can hold, but everything that it is
Ten thousand hours...

I'm sitting here staring at this empty blog post... "What's on my mind? What's on my mind?" Well, if you could crawl into it you'd see I have a lot going on in this little head of mine. It's amazing all the traffic my mind creates sometimes, I always say I wish I had some sort of recording device to simply jot all these thoughts down. Then I come here.. and I'm completely blank. Maybe it's because if I even begin to jot down what I'm thinking, you'd see a jumbled mess of thoughts. You'd see I jump from here to there in a split second. I've even sat down and brainstormed how to organize my thoughts.

So let's try this.. just a few fragmented thoughts to depict what's been going on in my head. Many will make absolutely no sense, but hey thoughts in my head are rarely comprehensible.

  • My desk is a complete mess, I tried to scrapbook, draw thumbnails, and do my color theory homework all at the same time!
  • It's 9:34 pm and I'm sipping on iced coffee.
  • Pandora is on, Sam Smith station, but one of my faves just popped up, Emeli Sande
  • Sam Smith's lyrics/voice are just gut-wrenching amazing...
  • I actually went out for a run today... and it just felt "right". So many emotions come from running.. makes sense that I myself am a runner in every sense of the word. When things get to much for me, yup, I tend to run. And I've only met a few people in this world of a billion people that are patient enough for me to return, for that I am forever grateful.
  • Ed Sheeran is another good one (insert punch in the gut) he's so good.
  • Quinoa, we had that tonight.
  • Sons.. of Anarchy that is! I am still reeling from what happened in Season 5, I know it's just a tv show, but I took that one to heart... (insert sad face)
  • "Sustainability" homework, logos, ideas... 50 thumbnails, 3 strong ones.. designing is not easy when your creativity has left the building.
  • Being a parent of teenagers is NOT easy, I miss the toddler days...
  • Watched Fault In Our Stars today, cried like a baby.
  • Fall break is here, kids have no school, but I still do... (uh, that's the first).
  • I really should get to bed, even though I could probably stay up till 1am.
  • And lastly, a photo that has nothing to do with my random list, but nonetheless, it's a photo (insert smily winky face).