Year of Being 50: Day 284: Art Class
Growing up, art class was always my favorite elective. In elementary school, I was lucky enough to go to a school that had art class for everyone, music class for everyone, etc. We did so many fun activities in art class, such as ceramics, linocut prints, pen and ink, illuminated manuscripts, and so many other things. My art teacher was fantastic.
I signed up for art as an elective in junior high as well, though the environment was quite a bit less supportive. That sucked much of the fun out of it for me, but I’ve still always loved the act of creation, and made it fun for myself again on my own.
As an adult, I’ve continued to practice various forms of art, either here and there, or in depth. I’m always interested to learn about new art forms and methods, and to try them out. Some of them stick, some of them don’t. But the ones that do stick, they stick for reasons:
- There is a low barrier to entry. If I can just sit down and work on a thing, I’m more likely to work on it.
- I love the end result enough to bother. If I end up with something that I really love, that makes the process more satisfying.
- But most of all, I love the process. If I love the act of making or creating the thing—whether because it’s fun or it’s relaxing or it’s satisfying in some way—I’m going to make it happen.
I’m trying hard to identify more kinds of art that I enjoy the process for, and am having success. Woo!
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