Summer before senior year started was at my grandparent 's house in California to visit them and my dad. Excitement filled me to be able to reconnect with family after being gone for a few years. I missed my grandma 's eggs and frijoles, waiting for the ice cream truck with my grandpa on the porch, and my dad always making me laugh at the dumbest things. I was steps away from becoming an adult then, and my eyes saw a reality that I never saw before as a child. The house my grandparents lived in had cracks where roaches hide after switching on the lights in the kitchen. My grandmother couldn 't get herself out of bed for breakfast due to her daily migraines and schizophrenia. My grandfather didn’t know how to help her and hold their home together because he was spread …show more content…
Through my art I could speak my emotions more vividly than I ever could before. Pictures I created during my gray period were strictly black and white but captured the emotions I had hid inside myself. Seeing exactly how I felt on paper reassured me that I was real, my emotions are real, and that I could create art that’s me like I did before the summer. As I made more drawings, I felt like myself again. My friends and family encouraged me to continue drawing and recovering, which occurred over time. Sadness was replaced by inspiration; I discovered that art was truly important to me and I had potential to become a great