sometimes i wonder how my life would be different if i had more art in my life growing up. i had an average amount of art exposure in school, and i always did well in it. but as an asian kid, my left brain got more love than my right.
this past summer i learned more about art and composition and light and color than i ever have, and it is so cool to see the world with these things in mind. everything is just more beautiful.
i still don't really consider myself an "artist" because when i am faced with a blank sheet of paper, things don't just appear there for me. i usually end up paralyzed with performance anxiety and perfectionism and indecision. but i have loved exercising my creative lately.