When I think of the world routine, I think of my soul dying. Routines have a sigma. It's often associated with the middle-aged person who: wakes up, goes to work and back home, eats dinner, watches the local evening news, then goes to sleep only to start it all over the next day. After reading the article I realized I already live a life that is set in routine; even when I wasn't in school I still function like a machine even though it was unknown to myself.
I've always known that art has highs and lows; I'm only 20 but have had many highs and lows in my ideas and thoughts on art. Art requires patients to come up with great things. I realize I have my own comfort zone when making art. When I know I need to do something( for myself, not school) I always find myself drawing trees and leaves. My sketchbooks for the past few years are full of thins that grow in the ground.
I am Brittany, I live in a routine and I still have a soul.
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