Today I got annoyed because I have too much free time. Well I have been annoyed about it for the last few days but today was the first day I was able to identify why I have been so grouchy.
Who gets grouchy over finally having free time after months of being so busy there was rarely time to sleep? Crazy people that’s who.
I hate being annoyed so I am moving on to figuring out how to best utilize all of this free time I have graciously been given. I figured I would start with updating my blog.
Big things have been happening for me. Not only did I survive my first year at Maine College of Art but I survived my first year of marriage. Both very scary things to undertake.
I am beyond happy with my decision to transfer to MECA. The classes I have taken and the people I have met there has changed how I look at my future as an artist. I took an Intro to Metalsmithing class that was so hard this last semester at Maine College of Art that despite all of the effort I put in to it I only managed a C+ for my final grade. This was a huge hit to my pride. In my mind, there is pass or fail. If you pass you get an ‘A’ if you fail you get a ‘B’. I realize that way of thinking makes zero sense but nothing I do really makes sense. Looking back it is funny because I worked harder in that class then I worked in any of the classes I received an ‘A’ in. Not only was it a humbling experience but I now know, without a doubt, that I will never be a metalsmith. I have a huge amount of respect for anyone in that line of work. It is exhausting and so meticulous I do not know how a degree in Metalsmithing does not come with a life time supply of Prozac.
I think every one, especially artists, should take a class in something completely foreign to them. It changes your perspective.
My Intro to Woodworking class changed my perspective so much I am now pursuing a degree in Woodworking and Furniture Design. I literally made my self sick trying to make this decision (another one of those things I do that make no sense.) One week of excessive worrying over whether or not the world would end if I changed my major equalled one week of being stuck in bed with the flu.
The lesson I learned from that winner was that no one cares what my major is, not even me. Regardless of what my fancy certificate says from my fancy art school, I am going to pursue all different art mediums and utilize the ones that I feel best convey the ideas swimming in my head. For me it makes very little sense to isolate myself inside of one medium. I do not want to master one medium, I want to master art. I do not want to be identified as a Photographer or Woodworker but as an Artist. I am tired of trying to fit into neatly labeled boxes that clearly states who I am and what type of art I will produce. It does not work for me. It makes me cranky and takes all the fun out of art. I tried to fit into the Fine Art Photographer box and a year later I wanted to throw my camera off a bridge.
It’s taken me another year of trying to find the box I fit into for me to realize boxes in general are stupid, but I am extremely bull-headed and it takes a while for me to catch on. Hopefully I can stand by my anti-box stance and finally just focus on making art that I enjoy.
As always, thanks for reading.