Since I am in London to study English and art, I feel it’s necessary to keep you up with my thought process of those as well. During my module today, I really felt like a foreigner and suffered serious culture shock. I couldn’t concentrate very well and made little mistakes I usually don’t make. Even when I was back in my flat, I just felt like my whole world had been tilted a little. You could say my supply of food for the week dwindled quite a bit as comfort.
Yet as I sat in the classroom trying to focus on the professor, I found my mind imagining pieces of art to do. The fear within me felt like a slimy little beast that clutched my heart and dripped poison of doubt into my stomach. I could see a piece of art illustrating him within a rib cage. Then, the feeling of being singled out from everyone else made me feel awkward and unusual compared to my classmates. I thought of ways I could show how I felt. Even words wouldn’t be able to get it across, I think. It’s only a start, but I feel like I can go in a lot of directions with it, and since it’s my emotions, I hope to really be able to evaluate myself through my art.
Wish me luck, and look out for my new art!
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