Friday, August 3, 2007

My Art


There is so much in life that I want to do. I want to help people, have a family, write a book, travel, and these are barely a dent in my endless list of goals. I would love to be an artist, but I don't know if that could be my only profession. Maybe one day I will be well known and talented enough to make a living from my art, but I truly don't see that happening. But that doesn't mean I will stop creating.
The truth is that no matter where I go in my future art will always be with me. I want to travel and paint what I see and feel. I want to learn more as I grow, and since I am growing my art will grow as well. Art will be in my future. I have found something that I love, something that is a part of me. Painting has trained my hands to work in delicate situations. This could affect my future career options if I decide to become a surgeon. Using the delicate instruments is similar to a paint brush, and surgery is even viewed as an art form by many.
I began taking art classes when I was in the seventh grade. I had never used oils, only pencil. I was a very shy girl in this new art class that was full of strangers. I did not speak much; I would only talk if I needed help from my teacher. After a while I did open up. The art gave us all an even field. We were connected by it, if nothing else. I grew because of this. However, I did not just grow as an artist, I grew as a person. It has given me the chance to be who I am and discover who I want to be.
All of my emotions and my creativity are reflected through my art work. I discover more about myself. I can stand in front of a blank canvas for hours and have no idea what to put on it. I think of a million things, but not one seems right. Then the idea hits me, and I know exactly what I want to paint or draw. I can work for hours and not even realize the time that has gone by. When I was younger I use to have crayons, just like most other kids. I loved the colors, the shapes, and trying to draw what I saw. I did not realize that these colors and shapes would impact my life so much. I did not realize the self expression that came from the tip of the paint brush or the emotion that can be created with a pencil.

1 comment:

Jerry said...

Dear Sam,

Your are fortunate to have a means of expressing your creativity. You write extremely well, and that will evolve into a progressively more effective avenue for self-expression. Painting will allow you to center yourself amidst the busy and ambitious future you are envisioning for yourself.

I think you can do all the things you want. Physicians today often work 3 or 4 days a weeks, and reserve time to pursue other interests and spend time with their families. Certain careers offer independence and choices, while others require you to work for others and restrict your movement and independence; factors to consider when trying to match your preferences and your personality to your future vocation.

You are very fortunate to have math and verbal skills. The math aptitude opens the door to science and engineering careers, but most importantly, it provides you with the requirements to get into medical school. If you feel that you have that calling, it offers a wonderful door for serving others.

If you would like to be inspired, please type Albert Schweitzer
into Google and read the account of his life on Wikipedia. You will see the potential afforded physicians to serve humanity.

Whatever you do, whatever the challenge, you will do well and achieve personal success. Glad to see you blogging again--recording your thoughts and observations. If you continuously record your thoughts and feelings as your progress through the stages of your life, you will create a historical document that you can look back on and your children can read with interest and pride.

Love,

Uncle Jerry