The mind, how does it work? I constantly tell myself to finish my homework, but I keep putting it off for the next day. “I have school tomorrow” I say to myself, and my mind tells me, “Don’t worry about it, you can wake up early and finish it then”. After wasting the day, doing god knows what; I set an hourly alarm from 3AM to 6AM. “This will do the trick” my mind tells me and I fall asleep in my usual time, around 2AM. If there’s one thing I learned, it’s that my mind loves to screw me over. Every time I woke up to the alarm, my mind tells me to sleep till the next one rings. What a mistake that was. The next time I opened my eyes, it was well past 10 and I was late. I understood then, that my mind was the Serpent and I was Eve. Well, I’m a guy so should it be Adam? In any case, my mind tells me it’s pointless to go to school today. “HAHA!” I tell myself. “Do you really think I’m that stupid?”. “But what about the homework due today?”. “Don’t worry about it, I have the perfect plan”, I sneer. Rushing to the subway, and securing a seat, I open my bag to take out my homework. Surprise surprise, I then realized that all my books were at home, waiting to be done. The moral of the story? Check your bag before leaving.
As far back as I can remember, I have been fascinated with art. I realize how, it can be an expression of emotions, dreams, and thoughts. Art can be a way of representing life with its beauty and harshness. That is why art is my hobby and activity I enjoy doing in my spare time.
In elementary school, I looked forward to designing covers for book reports and creating posters for classroom and school activities. The rainbow of colors in my crayon box amazed me. I often found myself sketching and painting during my free time. I enjoyed using various media such as markers, pastels, charcoal, and paint. I thought that my interest in art would be short-lived. However, my appreciation for art, in particular, drawing and painting, continued as I got older.
I joined the Art Institute, an extracurricular activity offered in my high school. I found myself in a world of endless possibilities. There were no limitations; no right or wrong. I enjoyed learning different painting techniques. The use of color, the contrast between light and shadows, the use of broad brushstrokes, and the use of space, helped me capture a moment in time as well as enabled me to convey personal feelings about a given situation.
I often visit museum and local galleries. As I stand in the large room viewing the works of accomplished artists, I get a glimpse of another view and perspective of the world around me. I feel I am in a space filled with imagination.