Yesterday was mental health awareness day or something – so lets pretend I posted yesterday when it was timely.
I’ve been putting this off.
I set up this blog account ages ago, thinking I would have something to say. Hell, I’ve had multiple people suggest I do this. A blog explaining my work. My process. My ideas. So I set this up.
And I let it grow silent for long periods of time. Months of silence.
I’ve been talking to a lot of my art buddies. Over the years we’ve been comparing notes and damages. My education history was a lot of community college, a really nice summer workshop at a fancy school, and bouncing around a couple of state universities. This gave me a rather nicely rounded view of art education and the variety there of.
It occurs to me that others really don’t have this perspective. They usually go to one school – and if they don’t fit the faculty’s plans they get brow beaten until they do. The university I graduated from in the end, was a huge example of that. Often I would get berated for being a square peg in a round hole and I just wouldn’t care.
So I’m going to share my tips and strategies on how to survive art school with your soul intact and not to lose whatever spark you had that made you pursue art in the first place.