I have dealt some with acrylics, but not much. I do enjoy many of the surrealist pieces I've seen, especially in paint because of the blending and mixing effects that you can achieve.
I ended up taking one year for art to more pointedly get into photography. I found out though that there is such a low job placement, even if it is what you love, you just get out of school with massive debt and no special income to pay it off. It was a very good experience though, I found out in that year that I could draw amazingly if I put my mind to it. My brother has been an excellent artist (drawing and painting mainly, some digital stuff now) since he was a little kid, he was able to draw quite well by age 6 or so. I have never known that I could because I thought it just wasn't my thing...I'd see the masterful art he created, and had a fairly high gauge for art.
When I started my year I found out that I had to take drawing classes to get to photography...so I warned the teacher that I couldn't draw on the first day. She just looked at me with a little smile and said, "yes you can", and basically just ignored my "warnings". In a matter of two and a half months I went from not being able to draw more than basic forms, to something that I couldn't (and still have a hard time) believe that I had produced. I have always been into sculpture, pottery, 3D arts mainly as I grew up. A few years ago photography got a hold of me, but I never knew I had any talent in drawing. I'm looking on the posting options and not seeing how to attach pictures, otherwise I could add some of the drawings I have done, also possibly some of the photos. I look at them to this day, right now even, and can hardly comprehend how I had managed to capture the images as I did...and with a pencil, pen, or charcoal instead of a camera. That, in my art, is the height of perfection, to be able to capture an image, place, or thing exactly as I am seeing it...that is why I love photography so much. I feel and experience certain things when I take in an area. I am, for that moment, utterly and completely changed by it...enthralled by beauty, in wonder of the creation, knowing that this art was created by God...but at such a higher level in every aspect, letting it seep into me, the serenity, the air's freshness being outside of a city...hoping that possibly when I leave the place, I will be able to take as much of it with me as I can. The only way that I could even begin to imagine sharing aany small part of that experience would be to either take the person there or to do my absolute best to capture it in a picture. (another rant, hehe sorry)
I know all about
the starving artist thing...it isn't easy, but I couldn't imagine being anything else, well other than a successful artist, or my new finding about
counseling. I would love to see your work if you had some posted up somewhere Karen, I always love to look at art.
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