I have always been a very creative and expressive person. Like most kids, I explored art in school and had a large collection of abstract finger paintings and dented paper mache masterpieces. it wasn’t until high school that I was able to discover my love of art and realize my artistic abilities, I signed up to take an activism class thinking it would be more centered around social justice when instead we were interviewing refugees in our community and creating a massive representation of their story in the form of a painting that we then would sell having the proceeds go to a refugee student in the community. During these 4 months, I fell in love with painting. I had created something large with meaning and put my heart into every stroke. After that experience, I started painting at home, I never had the best paints or brushes but I just practiced whenever I could. I liked that I had found something I was good at and when I painted I could create anything I wanted. I was free to make dozens of mistakes or be as meticulous as I felt necessary. sometime between starting university and now my passion faded I got caught up in the papers, labs, and readings that I forgot to pursue the things I loved claiming that I just didn’t have time
Relating back to my free inquiry, I want to pursue and track my journey of re-sparking my passion for painting.
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