Did I draw it or are you Hallucinating? I guess it all depends….
I remember when I drew this more than few years back. Art school was tough and while I was learning a lot, I didn’t feel like I was creating art anymore.
Art for me was always a deeply personal reflection and by various teachers preventing me, from being me, it sometimes felt as if I was losing myself along with my art. I knew going in that art school was all about tearing you down before it built you back up, but sometimes it felt that nothing was good enough.
And so late one night as I was contemplating my predicament in art and life, I scribbled. And I scribbled. And I scribbled some more.
Being a little bit out there was nothing new to me. It was who I was. Infuse that with a little anger and frustration and a desperate need to create something which bodly stated: this is who I am!
I remember bringing this into class and showing it to my teacher in the hope he might get a glimpse inside my head. He didn’t really have very much to say. I don’t know if it was because he didn’t much like it or just didn’t care, but one thing I can tell you is that I like this piece. I am showing it to you because it is a reminder of who I am and who I used to be.
I have come along way since then. I have found the happy middle ground between my personal sense of style and structured, composed, and focused art. No harm in looking back though.
Every time I look at this it feels like time travel: a hallucination of years past which has the power to transport my entire state of mind. Thanks for following me back in time. Tomorrow we will go back to the future. Great Scott!
