My Art Exhibit Journey

My Art Exhibit Journey

Before I went to these many fantastic art exhibits, my concept of art was very one dimensional. While on my journey through all of these open studios, I learned many things including techniques and forms. I learned in my accompanied adventure, that art isn’t only paintings or sculptures, but anything that inspires you to make something beautiful from what you see and feel. I was a bit skeptical at first, but soon after I had visited around four studios, I began to realize what art truly is to everyone. Before these studios, in my mind art was just a painting or a sculpture with a specific design or pattern that was followed, but the studios and the people met there, changed my opinion, and helped me develop a further understanding and appreciation for it. Among learning that art is different for everyone, I also learned that art is not uniform. Sometimes when I am sculpting with clay, I find myself trying to be very uniform and strict, when in fact, while walking through the eight studios I visited; I found that the best art comes from the abstract, by freeing your mind and just doing what you feel.

The first studio I visited was one of acrylic paints, and they weren’t what I expected, instead of bountiful sunsets, and cool midnights with a rising moon and trees casing shadows, they were shapes. I found them a bit odd at first glance, but then I took a closer look, really examined the painting, and took some time to appreciate what was put on this canvas, and the emotion put into. Instead of shapes I began to see bright vivid colors that express emotions, thoughts and ideas, it became more than just shapes, it became a new type of art that I was not accustomed to. I found that the complete and utter non-uniformity of it, gave it a strange sort of beauty that was both attracting and repelling, but that is what kept me looking. After a few more studios, I came across a studio that was very small, but unique in what it had to offer, it was a studio or wood and cardboard. Although many of the art pieces seemed to make no sense or go together at all, I learned that the disorder and the chaos in itself, was the art in fact that was being aimed for. Art doesn’t always have to be peaceful and make you think of beauty, it can rattle your soul and in some cases disgust you. But I also realized that what is art if it does not offend you in some way or another?

Some art may sooth the soul, but others may just shake you up a bit. Regardless of how it makes you feel inside, it is all still a form of art. Art to everyone is different and I learned that the most in that small studio of wood and cardboard, for there was nothing simpler and more abstract that I saw than that studio. I did however find a studio that appealed to my original idea and senses of art, and that was the Kinzie studio, I also had a special treat by being able to watch a nationally renowned potter at work on the wheel making tea kettles. The art in that studio was uniform in shape, but abstract in texture, aside from learning that art does not have to be uniform I learned that even uniform art can be abstract. Many of the colors and textures used did not seem to mesh but also went well in such a way of disorder that it was beautiful even so much that I wanted to purchase a piece for myself to use. But the most valuable thing I took away from this entire experience was learning more about what art is to everyone and expanding my pallet when it comes to accepting all types of art not just the ideals instilled in me by media and peers.