All the Greats sucked before they became great.
The Greats, as in, those Grand Masters of Art you see in art history books... Those artists' art works you study about in art school. Those who've created such gorgeous masterpieces that you stare in awe at their awesomeness. Them.
Them, and those still-living artists whom you look up to and admire and aspire to be like.
They weren't always awesome. There once was a time when they sucked...
Now, I don't consider myself a Great- not even close- but I'm aspiring to be one. This is my artistic journey, and I'd like to share it with you in the hopes that it'd inspire you...
I began learning art in late 2008, early 2009. I was 14 years old, then. I still had school then, so I had to find a balance between school and Art...
In 2011, I decided to pursue Art as a career. The workload I had with schoolwork, after-school remedial tuition, CCAs, and extra-curriculumn activities left me with no time for myself and Art. With my parents' blessings, I decided to pull out of school and became a self-taught home-schooled student. I dropped learning Science because it was sucking too much time out of my Art. I do, still, learn about speculative Science and read essays and articles that interest me., but I never took it as an examinable subject. I dropped A-maths and took E-math instead. I picked up double pure Humanities- namely, English Literature and World History. In doing so, I helped myself learn about things that interest me, and would be useful for my art. This choice also, in turn, helped to maximize the time I could spend on Art.
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Apples that I drew during my early learning using student-grade coloured pencils... |
For the next two years, I spent almost all of my time dedicating myself to Art. I won't lie- being self-taught and home-schooled isn't for everyone. It took a lot of discipline on my part. I was responsible for my own learning. I was the one in full control of how I spent my time.
My day could be started early in the morning or at high noon; they could end at 6pm, or at 3am if I decided to draw well into the night and the next early morn'- there were no fixed schedules.
I could spend a whole day reading if I wanted to. At the point of writing this blog entry, I've read almost all the art books I could find in the public library. I've since moved on to reading newly published art books, and fiction novels or classic literature.
I could "skip school" and not learn anything with regards to my O'levels education and instead draw or read for the entire day.
Or... I could choose to do nothing all day. And don't think I've never made that choice before.
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March 2011. Three apples. |
During this time, I learnt all I could about Art. I was a sponge. I absorbed all that I could. Looking back, I would tell myself that I could've pushed myself harder, but I'm still proud of what I've managed to accomplish.
In 2012, I took my O'levels as a private candidate. The results came out and... I had failed my Art.
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I failed my O'levels Art... Could you believe that?!? |
[This is an image-heavy post. So if you'd like to see more of my old/new art works. Click to see more.]