My First Taste Of Art

Art is a very peculiar thing. Depending on where you are and who you are with, you will find varying degrees of love or hate for the field of art. Some people have spent there entire life trying to capture the essence of the human life onto a canvas and others have tried to photograph there way through life. Still other people have made a living off of teaching art and art related fields. The real question is, what is art? What makes something artful? Must an item be pretty or shiny?

Art is a very complex world and it requires a deft touch. In order to make it in this industry you will need to be original and you will need to be dedicated. My first taste of art occurred when I was a young lad around the age of 7. My mother was baking in the kitchen and I was scurrying all around her legs. She sat me down and handed me a piece of paper and a pen. The only word she said was “draw”.

From that time on I knew that I had a passion for art. From painting and drawing to photographing and modeling, art was something that allowed me to be me. I could express myself in ways that only I would understand. My first taste of art was nothing amazing but it was very special. It changed my soul and made me the person I am today, and for that I am truly thankful.

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