So, the other day, our art teacher told us to write about what we’ve learned in art class so far, and I feel incomplete. I don’t feel like I was very honest, but my honesty probably wouldn’t be very… Pleasant.
Either way, here is truly what I learned so far in art class:
I learned, that art class is not teaching us how to express ourselves, but more of, “is it good enough yet?” I learned that my emotions don’t matter. That shading is CRUCIAL. I learned, that my drawings are never accurate enough, that my paintings are never the right tints or shades, and that my enthusiasm in art… Is absent. Art class, as mine goes, is not art, but rather an instructional education. Art is supposed to be motivated. It’s meant to be special.
Dear art teacher,
“The problem is not getting the child to become an artist, but rather a struggle for him to remain one.”
Your degrading words have inflicted and jaded me. Thank you for that. Because I will always remember one thing.
No matter how much effort you put into it, no matter the costs, no matter the emotion, no matter the enthusiasm… It’s never good enough. YOU taught me that.
~BigTheSquatch
Big The Squatch 