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Was it something that you've always been able to do, or was it something that you fell into or took up out of need for an outlet?

2007-10-15 00:34:17 · 8 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities Other - Arts & Humanities

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I took to sculpting when I first held the clay in my hands and squeezed, saw it form into whatever I wanted it to. After that, I was hooked. For painting, it was a little different, mainly because there's so many techniques for each painting medium. I like acrylics, but don't like the fact that they dry so fast. I love oils, but they make me sneeze when I have to clean up. I love the ease of watercolors, but hate all the dad-blamed drawing I have to do beforehand.
I also work with wire, which can pinch the heck out of your fingers.
I'd say, I first found my artistic medium and actually fell in love with it when I was very young and sqeezed wet dirt. I got the same feeling when I sqeezed clay and to this day, I love it. I sculpt dolls, animals and unusual pieces for ornamental jewelry and have always had this ability.
Crickette

2007-10-15 09:13:47 · answer #1 · answered by Crickette 3 · 2 0

IN a scean of yarn. I have been chrocheting since I was nine and it is my one true love other than my husband. I am to the point that I truly dont need a pattern, I can just pick up needle and yarn and create anything that comes to mind. It is a true art that is so over looked. Not to mention very theraputic.

I was in a very bad wreck and paralized. My arm was bloke in the wreck among other, more serious injuries, and they didn't know my arm was broke until it was too late for them to do anything for it and so my right arm hurt to the point I couldn't move it. A couple of months after I got out of the hospital, which was a nine month stay, my family asked me what I wanted for my birthday. Of course, I told them a new pair of legs. After they stopped laughing andasked again I told them yarn.

Within a month of picking the needle back up my arm didn't hurt anymore and I could move it. That was just over a year ago and now I am still pain free and I nearly have full range of motion in my arm.

2007-10-15 21:10:20 · answer #2 · answered by nightshadetn 5 · 0 0

None of the choices you offer. In fact I did not even find my artistic medium. It found me through sickness and fear.
I was epileptic and after I was cured, the fear and anxiety of another possible attack lingered and stayed.
Elemental forces associated with darkness like specters, Othello's 'athropophagi' - men whose heads grow beneath their shoulders -, and other nightmarish spectral visitants began to take new shapes. I could see them all in broad daylight as the spooks began to establish their control in apostolic succession! I was barely seven then.
Since then, works of art and the imagination have often awakened me to re-focus on the images in shadowy corners where wraiths slink and display rambunctious vitality and self-assurance that is quite astonishing. It is akin to getting constant egg-treatment from a muse which is under the influence . . . . with nectar!
That was how it all began!!


good luck

2007-10-15 02:41:45 · answer #3 · answered by ari-pup 7 · 1 0

Bioshock grow to be in keeping with Ayn Rand curiously. somebody in a bookshop instructed me that, I on no account stricken to envision if he grow to be incredible. besides. No - i do no longer think of that they are ignored in any respect. they're huge business enterprise, many human beings make diverse funds from arising and designing video games and structures. I forget them now. Ennui - there is not any component to enjoying the video games. In a game the place one is compelled to play and that ''win subject'' is desperate externally then the only logical reaction is apathy and indifference. Nietzsche reported that during "The beginning Of Tragedy", it grow to be greater on the subject of the meaninglessness of the worldwide. Nullification in maximum circumstances, existential angst and in step with threat melancholy. If i'm the only individual who decides what's robust and what isn't then the whole difficulty is unfair. If that's the opposite and all notions of reliable and undesirable are desperate externally then i'm a zombie - I have no freedom. there's a component one reaches, in paintings and in philosophy the place you will say, at a whim, 'that's acceptable.', or 'that's incomprehensible', or 'that's...' song. i admire song. I bear in mind 'Lilianna's song' from Dragon Age Origins. I only had to close my eyes, the animation and pictures have been suitable yet i think of I wept. It grow to be too lots. ;) gl and hf

2016-12-14 18:18:26 · answer #4 · answered by behl 4 · 0 0

For me it was practice, practice, practice.

Oh - and lots of paper

I love scrawling on a page - then I apply ink with a brush so I can get a different width of line each time - its very therapeutic and I do it just for fun

I'm still practising :p

2007-10-15 00:44:54 · answer #5 · answered by cornflake#1 7 · 1 0

I think you should just try new thing out and see from there!

i doodle but not really artistic as some people lol

2007-10-15 01:08:04 · answer #6 · answered by The_Last_Starfighter 3 · 0 0

I think that it was in the genes...my father played jazz guitar in the clubs in Philly....I play classical guitar....and have loved guitar since I was about nine....I think when you have a talent you know it when your very young....it's something in the soul that has to come out !!!!!!!

2007-10-15 02:53:41 · answer #7 · answered by chessmaster1018 6 · 1 0

I'm still looking for mine... lol.

2007-10-15 00:36:33 · answer #8 · answered by Melissa 4 · 0 0

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