Well, I guess this is it, isn't it? My last ever summer work for art class at Deep Run. Then again, I've only had to do it twice, so no point in being overly emotional here. However, it does mark the end of a turning point in my life. Taking Art at Deep Run has helped me in a myriad of ways (Cheesy? Yes. True? Yes.). This was the class that allowed me to take out any emotion I was feeling on a canvas or a piece of paper, resulting in intricate and new styles of art that meant something to me, and portrayed something to the audience. Art is the one class at school where I can read my poetry aloud, and it one of the few places outside of Duke Young Writers' Camp where I can perform, period.
Though my summer work this year wasn't as large as I would have liked (I was originally planning on four-six pieces...), I do like what I did. I found my art style, I found a way to combine my writing and my love of drawing, and I found a way to say things I never knew I could say. I got to explore the fears, dreams, aspirations, insecurities, and doubts of the people I am closest with, and gained a deeper relationship and understanding from that. What other class curriculum lets you do that? Or actually gives you the chance to be closer to the people you love?
My four years in art at Deep Run, and those four years over all, have changed me, have aged me. I have grown so much, gotten to see some spectacular, amazing, talented people grow and change as well, and got to become who I am today through that. It's been an amazing experience, and it's weird to think it's quickly coming to an end. Though I won't miss summer work (not at all!), I will miss what I made, and what I found. Thank you, Deep Run Art, for letting me be me. For a writer, this is as cliche as it can be, but maybe that's just the sentiment talking.
Thank you, Mr. Guyer. Thank you Deep Run. Thank you.
Though my summer work this year wasn't as large as I would have liked (I was originally planning on four-six pieces...), I do like what I did. I found my art style, I found a way to combine my writing and my love of drawing, and I found a way to say things I never knew I could say. I got to explore the fears, dreams, aspirations, insecurities, and doubts of the people I am closest with, and gained a deeper relationship and understanding from that. What other class curriculum lets you do that? Or actually gives you the chance to be closer to the people you love?
My four years in art at Deep Run, and those four years over all, have changed me, have aged me. I have grown so much, gotten to see some spectacular, amazing, talented people grow and change as well, and got to become who I am today through that. It's been an amazing experience, and it's weird to think it's quickly coming to an end. Though I won't miss summer work (not at all!), I will miss what I made, and what I found. Thank you, Deep Run Art, for letting me be me. For a writer, this is as cliche as it can be, but maybe that's just the sentiment talking.
Thank you, Mr. Guyer. Thank you Deep Run. Thank you.