Looking back on my old high school photos brings such good memories. It wasn't that long ago that I was in high school but I still get nostalgic. I wonder why that is. What I have always truly loved about this photo is my hair color. It's just so vibrant and wild. I also like the way I'm staring at the ground. It looks like I'm thinking about something serious. All I could do to stop from laughing was stare at a corner. My friend and I were having too much fun laughing so I had to stare at something.
I've always been a person who was different from everyone else in the sense that I wasn't afraid to like things that I liked. I wasn't afraid to be open with things that I liked. I also most def didn't take crap from no one. No one messed with me because they knew I would defend myself. I was the quiet girl, who always did my homework and followed the rules but there was one place where I could let go and that was in the art room. I took art for 3 years in high school. I learned a lot about myself in that class. In the end art is what kept me going through high school. School wasn't tough or anything like that, it's just that at times I just didn't want to go. I wish I could have learned a lot more about art but seeing as I live in a small town and there isn't enough funding as is for the school, of course art is one of the departments they cut from first. We had limited materials, so we were limited in what we could learn. I loved my art teacher, he was great. He made due with what we had. You know a lot of people took art because they thought it was a free ride but boy were they wrong. You had to always be working in that class.
I find myself needing art again. It's like I'm discovering it for the first time again. I guess I'm one of those people that just can't be without it. *sigh*I just love art.