Teen angst, and motivation.
I had trouble figuring myself out and this helped me explore my identity itself. I never thought I had one thing that made me who I am, positivaly. I'm always doubting myself in thinking something is not good enough. Which gave me a sparke, in something that helped me discover who I am today, Art. This is my story on how one artist by the name, Vincent Van Gogh helped me explore my identity and how I found what I love to do.
When I was younger, in my rebelious teenage years. I was very teen angst. I had these younger friends who I thought were the coolest people ever, who ever thought they would lead me down a dark path with drinking at a younger age. It did help me figure out about a quote my dad always told me,…show more content… Until, they went to the point of bullying me. For not doing what they wanted me to do like drinking, or hang out with groups of people because I wanted to stay in and study anatomy, I wanted to become a great artist like the artist, Vincent. One time, I watched a lot of documentries with my dad. He was more interesting in conspiracy theroies then anything. I was more into auto-biographies and about peoples lives, good or bad. That's when I heard little stories about Vincen'ts pieces and Self-Portrait with a bandage called to me, There I knew this wasn't just an ordinary artist. I figured I might look more into him since what I heard already was pretty grim. Reading more into him, and his pieces. It helped me discover this creative side of myself I never knew I had. He inspired me to learn more about color therory because the way he executed his colors was simply fantastic and not harsh on the eyes. While learning more about his pieces and his life, I learned more about portraits and I began to realize that art began to mend my Anxiety I've gotten from hanging out with the wrong kind of people, causing me to close up and not speak to anyone. On the brightside of this poor mans grim life, It caused me to become more grateful and
