i don't know if i'd describe myself as an artist (yet), artists have to be strong and courageous. that's not me, i'm overly self conscious about my work, and stare in disbelief when it's complimented. i don't think i'll ever understand art, but as long as it's enjoyable i'll keep coming back . participating in art has impacted how i look at many things, how i look at buildings and color schemes is different and i can appreciate them better how i view movies and camera angles has changes and I've found myself wondering why it wasn't filmed this way or that, likewise how i look at fashion and how it's "built" has changed, staring now at how each part compliments the other and strengthens the overall look. its surprising how much art influences our every day lives in ways most people don't even notice. art for the most part is a message, the artist trying to convey some sort of emotion through their subject matter or color choice. Drawing and Painting two is one of the first art classes I've truly felt sad to leave, the memories made in this class (good and bad) are things i'll never forget. most noticeably that one time when Cassidy asked if anyone felt like a dentist when they painted, or when Kylee spelled words wrong on her project, these are times i'll truly miss moving into the new year and new classes and all i can do is hope tat the next class is all the better.