H e l l o :)


W e l c o m e


to how my brain sees the world.

As the light glimmers against the crystal clear water, it is reflected back into the sky. The waves crashed against each other, creating ripples. The refreshing coolness of the temperature, once you step in. the sunlight twinkles against the water. Water is the space of land. Where the sunlight is the stars.

This dried paint shows the aftermath of creating a piece of art. It shows the blood, sweat and tears it went through just to create something worth being proud of. It’s made of wood so it sucks in the excess oil from the paints. It could possibly be a fire starter if flames got around it. This is my oil paint pallet, it holds my favorite medium of paint. I have this pallet of dried paint to be able to create art on a less messy scale. Oil paint means quite a bit to me. I'd say I'm a slow painter so it helps that oil paint takes a while to dry especially when I'm aware that I tend to make mistakes. I also just really enjoy the brush strokes of oil paint on a canvas. It's mesmerizing, the way it glides on smoothly. A part of my identity that this object resonates with is my ability to create art in a non digital way. Most of my life I've been a digital artist but with oil painting I feel like oil painting is like digital art but in the traditional sense. I believe that the viewer should be thinking about when they look at these photos is, look at the brush strokes, every time i would go to get some more paint for my painting I would leave strokes behind. Look at the mix of colors, how some are brighter or darker than others. How the paint builds up on itself. Think about the texture of the wet paint on the pallet. How it looks when it's dried. I have this object because it is a necessity to create art. Paint pallets help my creativity flow because of the control of the paint on the pallet. I also sometimes become inspired by the paint, the way it moves while getting mixed together. When you see the streaks of white with the original color, to make a lighter color. I wish sometimes I could just paint the actual paint. But sadly I need the paint to make a masterpiece.

This is my sketch book, the one I plan to finish at the end of the year. It would be a big accomplishment if I finished this sketch book. I've never fully finished a sketchbook. Both of those sketches in the picture I did with my Posca paint pens. I had a friend flip through the pages and I luckily got this shot. I really like how it turned out because I was really proud of the drawing of the girl. I've really struggled with trying to find my art style. And I like how that sketch turned out. My sketchbook means a lot to me. It shows a side of me that not a lot of people see. It also helps show my creative side all in a little book that's no bigger than 5.5 x 8.5 in, and 100 pages. Everyday it slowly gets bigger and thicker with things being glued between the pages. The constant flipping of the pages to look over what I created. The bent pages of it being thrown around in my backpack. As well as being taken out and thrown on my bed or on my desk. My artist identity is along those pages, my ideas, the failed and succeeded sketches. But also my process through them all. The viewer should think about how the camera captured two sketches being merged together to create another beautiful piece. Also how it could definitely become its own piece. My sketch book helps with my creative process because it lets me get out anything i've been thinking about or been feeling stressed about and letting those things escape through art and focusing on something to be created instead of worrying about what's going on in my mind. Overall my sketchbook means the world to me and I can't wait to see how many more I can create over the years.

I feel drawn to nature, one of us breathes CO2 and the other breathes O2. Whenever I am near
Nature I almost always get a spark of inspiration.

During high school I got introduced to ceramics and immediately got attached to it. I love the way my hands feel on the cold clay, the smell of the earthly ground emanating through the air. I love making sculptures with clay, it's always been a big stress reliever for me. And I always had big ideas that sometimes we're too big of an idea to be able to create. But that usually didn't stop me from achieving my dreams. Now it's a little harder to create sculptures because I don't have the space I need for such big ideas and even more tricky I don't have a kiln. I still try with other types of clay but it isn't the same. I don't get the same joy that I did when working with kiln fire clay. I believe that a good part of my artist journey was and is working with clay, and with that working with my hands. Not being able to minor in sculpture saddens me but who knows hopefully mcad will get a ceramics class of some sort. I felt like a true artist when I got to work with clay, the satisfaction of coming home with dried clay on my clothes. I truly had no fear when it came to getting my clothes dirty or ruined. I believe the viewer should be thinking about the personal touch every piece of clay goes through when it's being shaped and carved at. The blue thing that the clay is on, twirls around to help you be able to see all sides of what you are working on. Clay helps with my creative process by letting me work through the different options and ideas.

Ive always been drawn to nature and find its beauty even through its imperfections, plants
remind me that not everything needs to be symmetrical in life.