All semester long I have been taking an online class on the history of the art of the Islamic world. It could be an interesting class because Islamic art, particularly that of antiquity, is objectively beautiful. I love the calligraphy and geometric patterns, as well as the adaptation of Greek architecture in their mosques and… Continue reading Rigid Thinking
Sadly, "Draw Muhammad Day" comes but once per year. It's not uncommon for me to speak out in person about religious superstition when it presents itself. I'm completely unafraid to hold a mirror to someone's belief and openly mock it. No Abuelita, I not think this foul smelling concoction will chase away my sour mood.… Continue reading Better Living Through Blasphemy
One of my biggest challenges as an art student is that I don't often enough take the time to step back an dview my work in progress. I can spend hours bent over a table shading a human body in intricate detail on paper with a pencil, then step back at my creation only to… Continue reading Do you ever step back?
It's impossible to overstate the simple power of feeling as if you belong. It's a feeling that leads too many of us to change who we are in order to fit in. It keeps people in the closet, in the pews, or in their social group. All for the sake of belonging. Losing this feeling… Continue reading “Me Too!”
I really feel like I've turned a corner this week. Since being struck with the realization that I must make art to be an artist (not exactly a profound thought but seriously something I've never considered) I've been creating every spare second of every day since then. It is absolutely ridiculous than among the many… Continue reading Jumping In Again