Today I started my summer classes at a local state school. They’re both art electives that I’m required to fill with some kind of art class to complete my dance major. I think the idea is to make us well rounded artists, as if six credit hours could round us out. One of the classes is an Art History type deal. The other is Beginning Painting. The course description assured me that I didn’t need any previous painting background or artistic skill to take the class. It’s three hours Monday through Friday for a month. After the first class, I realize in hindsight that I was incredibly lucky to be able to register and get in to the class. I did it on a whim, finding anything that fit my schedule. But I can already tell it’s going to be three hours a day of relaxing, therapy, introspection, creativity….just being. We can, roughly, do whatever we want. I’m going to try to stay true to my mantra of “trust your own voice,” and not attempt to force my painting to be anything other or better than it is. I’m going to make it just time for me, time to be in the moment and calm my crazy mind. Don’t expect any masterpieces, there’s a reason I first picked up a camera. But you know I don’t even care.
I don’t know, just something fun I’m going to be sharing on this blog for the next month. Also I think I am going to start a section called “the art instructor philosophy” because my professor has a really great and sometimes funny outlook on life. I spent half the first class scribbling down quotes from his rambling about the universe in my notebook because I knew I wanted to share them with you.
“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”—Into the Wild