Painting My Heart

Monday, the start of the work week, or school week depending on how old you are. This week is Art Work week, every day I will post a photo of my artwork and I will write about it.

This is one of my favorite paintings I have ever done. This painting is very special to me because it is the painting that called me to be a painter really. It was the painting that was actually good. This painting took me about 4 days to complete. When I look at this piece I think of the story of how I became an artist. I see myself as a kid drawing cartoons on the back of my spelling tests. I would fail the test but the teacher would always comment and say nice drawing. When I finally took my first art class freshman year of high school, I learned who I was. I learned I could express every emotion I felt through a pen and paper, which later turned into a brush and paint. I see myself. I know it is actually a flower, but this is my heart. It is big and red. It has layers, but in the middle when you get to the deepest part you see who I am. The more you look at me, or the flower the more you learn about who I am as a person.

My heart is in my paintings.