Narrative Essay About Drawing

If I were to say that I am an all knowing expert in the field of art, I would be lying. Besides the many facets and genres of art that I have yet to explore, there are techniques and mediums that I have not even begun to think about attempting. However, in my mind, I am an artist; I have been for as long as I remember, to some degree. There were times, though, where I had no idea what I was doing and wanted to quit immediately. In high school, I was a bit of a whiz kid in the art department. I’d been drawing for almost all my life, so when I took Drawing 1 during my freshman year, I certainly surprised my teacher; Mrs. Seashore was used to kids taking that class because they thought it was an easy way to avoid work for an hour. Don’t get me wrong, I surprised myself as well. I had never really taken art seriously until then; but when I realized that I had a talent and an eager audience of my teachers and peers, I ran with it. I recall doing my first ever portrait drawing in this class. Not only was it a portrait, but it was a self-portrait. But, not only was it a self-portrait, but it was a relatively large scale self-portrait. I remember spending the entire class period locked in on that drawing; my mouth would get dry and my voice would be faulty because I’d just work so intently. This …show more content…
Seashore, recommended I take AP Studio Art; she taught this class as well, along with many other art classes, so her recommendation was a pretty strong reason as to why I took it the following year. So, once sophomore year came around, I began the most intense, soul-crushing art class I had ever taken. In AP Studio art, you select a portfolio to complete at the beginning of the year and work on it for the entire class; I was immediately told that I should do a 2D-design portfolio as I was far too slow at drawing to do a traditional portfolio. So, in order to churn out art at a quick pace to meet due dates, I took up