Enigma-"The Eyes of Truth"
We went to visit some artist's studios in Brooklyn yesterday, and I kinda had a mixed reaction from it. I came away from it being somewhat inspired, yet deeply disappointed at the same time. It was nice to see how other people work, or what some of us might possibly doing in our lives further down the road, and we even met a poodle mix that absolutely loved Cory. It was also fun to go to a different part of Brooklyn where I have never been before and to see how people really are outside of class- most people are just so tired during the week that they just seem miserable, so it was nice to see people at least somewhat happy for once!
I was a little discouraged of the fact that there seems to be a set way of doing things if you are an artist in NYC, which is extremely strange for me since you would think that it's really not this way at all. I still don't know what to do with my life, and I honestly have too many interests to just settle for one thing (for instance, I already changed my major three times- I went from a Pre- Dentistry/Biology major, to a History/Sociology major, and now to a Fine Arts major). I'm also really concerned about there being absolutely no intellectual side to this field at all, or at least at SVA it comes off that way. I would like the work that I do to reflect what I'm thinking, or to have a certain message, or to maybe even help people, but it seems like that is not what people are concerned about anymore. I really don't get the point of doing thousands of still lifes or figure drawings just for the hell of it, and it's starting to seem that I'm wasting my money on doing things that have no point to it at all. At least our painting teacher has realized that I have a lot to say due to the fact that I wrote a 5 page statement for our Identity project when other people just wrote a small paragraph. I might have problems with our city project (which we are doing now) since I'm basing it on gentrification, and I could probably easily write a book on that. I'll keep it short for his sake though...
So, at the end of the day, I just got home really confused. Patrick and I were discussing things between studios, and also earlier during previous classes, and we are just both so confused about what to do with our lives. We talked to Danielle a bit, and the thing that came out of the discussion was "What else would we be doing if we weren't doing art?". It seemed to have solved a big chunk of the problem for Patrick, but it just left me wondering about all of the things I could have been doing now. Would a diploma in dentistry hanging on my wall would really leave me satisfied, but would I have gotten any appointments while dressed all in black and having bright neon red hair color (or whatever color hair I had at the moment). Would I have been completely bored studying random parts of history, or could I have helped people with a sociology degree? I could always study those things outside of class, but I just hope that I'm making the right decision by staying at SVA. I'll always have that nagging thought on the back of my mind that maybe I was destined to be involved with something else. At the same time, maybe I shouldn't just settle on one thing, and this might be better in case if something doesn't work out the way that I thought.
I'll just wind up going crazy from all of these thoughts. I'll just become a crazy cat lady and paint portraits of my cats...