College Essay
I was in the back seat of my Dad's old 2000 Toyota Corolla with my older sister. I'm drawing a horse in a wide ruled notebook. While my Dad is in the grocery store getting food to make into dinner I draw and erase draw and erase and repeat the process. I wanted the horse to be perfect and look like a real life one but on paper. Until I finally finished my masterpiece in my 8 year old's mind. The horse has a mane blowing the the wind with flowers also in the mane. When I finished I thought it looked like the real thing I was beyond proud of myself when my Dad got back I yelled for is attention and forces the notebook in his face so he could see the art masterpiece I just drew. That was the moment that I fell in love with Drawing …show more content…
That realization and heartache it brought brought my mental state down hard. I struggled to keep up in school and pay attention couple days I week I would have been crying for hours and fell asleep and not done my homework. My life became this horrible roller coaster that I couldn't handle going up and down constantly or do a loop in one day. This drained my energy I had to force myself to do school work. This darker part of my life went on from 9th grade to 11th grade but all this time I never dreaded going to art class it was my silver lining in all the negativity around me. During all this journey I became to lean on drawing as my crutch to get through it all if was crying, angry or in any negative mood I could get lost in my art. It became the one thing in my life I could control and made me happy doing. With all the challenges I've gone through in my life art has made me realize how to cope and not be dragged underwater when though obstacles appear. Art has taught be how to be patient and to keep trying and figure out how to make a negative into a positive. Practicing over all these years has made me strive to try to be better than I was yesterday. The biggest lesson that in art there are never
I was in the back seat of my Dad's old 2000 Toyota Corolla with my older sister. I'm drawing a horse in a wide ruled notebook. While my Dad is in the grocery store getting food to make into dinner I draw and erase draw and erase and repeat the process. I wanted the horse to be perfect and look like a real life one but on paper. Until I finally finished my masterpiece in my 8 year old's mind. The horse has a mane blowing the the wind with flowers also in the mane. When I finished I thought it looked like the real thing I was beyond proud of myself when my Dad got back I yelled for is attention and forces the notebook in his face so he could see the art masterpiece I just drew. That was the moment that I fell in love with Drawing …show more content…
That realization and heartache it brought brought my mental state down hard. I struggled to keep up in school and pay attention couple days I week I would have been crying for hours and fell asleep and not done my homework. My life became this horrible roller coaster that I couldn't handle going up and down constantly or do a loop in one day. This drained my energy I had to force myself to do school work. This darker part of my life went on from 9th grade to 11th grade but all this time I never dreaded going to art class it was my silver lining in all the negativity around me. During all this journey I became to lean on drawing as my crutch to get through it all if was crying, angry or in any negative mood I could get lost in my art. It became the one thing in my life I could control and made me happy doing. With all the challenges I've gone through in my life art has made me realize how to cope and not be dragged underwater when though obstacles appear. Art has taught be how to be patient and to keep trying and figure out how to make a negative into a positive. Practicing over all these years has made me strive to try to be better than I was yesterday. The biggest lesson that in art there are never