I am a Renaissance Woman.
I know this because I read this fact in a newspaper. In the same article, however, there was listed among my accomplishments: tuba player. Although I tried valiantly in college to become mediocre on that instrument, I never could even get much of a sound. The reporter had seen my performance on baritone horn; a tenor tuba, if you will.
Does that count? Maybe.
I am an Artist
I know that for a fact. I have an artist’s soul. No matter what I do, I do as an artist. A perfectionist. With style. With panache. (That was another adjective given to me-I had to look it up.)
After I got my degree, I went back for additional courses. One course I took was beginning clay. I had never had the opportunity to take a clay class and was very excited. As we were taught techniques, we were given assignments. I quickly received complaints from the rest of the class who accused me of not being a beginner (affects the curve-education is very competitive). Our first assignment was to create a vessel using the slab technique (roll it out, cut it out, put it together) Everyone made an open topped cube. I made a bottle. I started out with the cube and then pushed and shoved it into a shape. I made a two headed griffin stopper (slab technique). I added texture and carving. The professor was impressed and the rest of the class mumbled and grumbled. “I have never taken a clay class,” I said in defense, “But I am an artist.”
And so I am. I may not be as versatile in all the modern software programs that are out there, but should I be given an opportunity, I will create art. There are many that are computer savvy with impressive technical skills. They tend to create inside the box, whereas, given an opportunity, I will push and shove, add texture and carving, and I will make art.
I was told by a professor that I would never “make it” (whatever that is) because I didn’t have a style. I have though long and hard about this because, it was not even evident to me that I had a style. Besides, it seemed to me that imposing a style would be less than true. I finally came to the realization that my professor was really talking about BRAND. I don’t have a brand. I approach everything with truth. But I do have a style; a theme if you will. I am a storyteller. Whether it be in song, a play, a sculpture, and ad, an infomercial, I tell a story. And in all my art there is balance. And in all my art there is melody.
Here are photos of my very first project created in Ceramics 101.