My art represents me. It could be how I am feeling at the time, something in my life happens or something in the world. Other times, it’s just completely random. It could be an object I saw, or someone said something or did something that gives me an idea.
My art also reflects my life, my disability, anxiety, and depression. If I am having a bad day, or my anxiety is getting the best of me. I want people to be more aware of these issues a lot of people have. People tend to not understand and say something wrong, not knowing what they say isn’t that simple.
My art means a lot to me. I love coming up with ideas. I never thought in a million years that my art would be for sale, and people actually would buy it. I never really used to show off my art to anyone besides my family. I never thought my art was good enough. No one has ever said it was worth selling, and people may buy it. It reminds me of a show I used to watch: one character, she was an artist but not many people knew. She didn’t really have the confidence in it that it was really good. Her friend happened to see something and told her it was good. She brushed it off. Later, a store needed some art and the girl wanted to submit her art, but couldn’t make herself do it. When her friend heard, he snuck and submitted it without her knowing. She was mad at first, but when she went to confront her friend, he said “your art matters”. That statement stuck with me. When I came to MSS and I showed my art, they made me feel like my art matters.
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