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Guitar, pencil art, carving(wood, stone, bone, and shell), and poetry.
I sort of stopped everything. There really isnt a place in this world to make something out of that without knowing people.
*slow clap*
I'm self-trained in graphite/Prismacolor Colored Pencils (which is a hard niche and for valid reasons...) and just... when the words "who will see it? cross your lips the world just ind a crumbles.
My writing drive is coming back thoygh, and MAN that feels wierd.
But yes. I live in miami. One of the capitals for art and artistry alike. I was in school for visual arts and teaching. But most schools have already cast out art teachers. My professor worked at two different campuses and had a part time. Goes to show how far something like that would have gotten me if I chose to stay any longer.
You're right about the discipline though. I sort of started doing all of these as a way to escape or calm my self if needed. I ended up teaching my self a lot about self control and how to break mental barriers...that's until life really sunk in then struck me. Mental barriers EVERYWHERE, but it isn't something that I am unable to cope with.
Just gotta find something that works.
Fork: Yeah, teaching's getting to be a pretty tall order these days too, especially in the arts and humanities. Used to teach English and visual arts myself, and while it provided a chance for me to make a significant difference in a bunch of students' lives (hopefully for the better) the stress of being perennially overworked and underpaid burnt me right out, I'm sorry to say. Once I realized that even in a best-case scenario I'd just be shuffled from one adjunct position to another until the university decided I'd outlived my usefulness, I got out of that scene and into the ever-so-lucrative world of small-scale agriculture (via a couple years in desert field biology- long story). Out of the frying pan and into the other frying pan. Leastaways, now when I complain that I never seem to have time to make art I can at least take consolation in the fact that it's only my own damn fault! In all seriousness though, there are ways of doing things with aesthetic intention no matter what they are- planting onions, thinning apples, dusting a rug, cooking a pot of soup- whatever. And that every-day aesthetic is what keeps me (more or less) sane even when I'm not deliberately taking time to write or paint. Life is messy, dangerous, frail, and beautiful; art-making is to humans as the dawn chorus is to birds: a celebration of that great beauty.
You had me at 'table'
(I actually feel like making some let's do that!)
I just got out of work. Super beat.
It's a little active.
Thanks dude.