An Artist In The Making

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

A short summary of my life and the events that shaped me into who I am today

An Artist In The Making

 

There comes a time in the life of every human being when it becomes necessary to determine: who we are, where we came from, what we want to do in the future, and it is also equally important to reflect on the developmental events and experiences from our childhood that made us the people we are today. As I sit here and slowly peruse the faded memories that made up my upbringing, it is hard to pick out one single memory that stands out in my mind as the definitive moment of my artistic initiation. To make it a little easier I would like to tell you about my history and then you can decide for yourself what may have influenced me the most.

I was born September 19th 1988, on a Monday morning. From the moment I was born I am certain my mother had intentions of raising an artist. Interestingly enough I never had an inclination towards visual arts before a couple of years ago, instead Music, was the form of art my mother wished to instill. My humble artistic beginnings started the same way as most everyone’s experience with art does: finger-painting in Kindergarten, tracing/drawing pictures in Elementary school, and then more practical applications for art in Jr. High school.

However, until this time you could say that I showed about as much interest in visual arts as any other 7th grader. The one thing that set me apart from my peers is I was constantly engulfed in the world of music so from what I can sumise my artistic development first started by drawing visual representations of what I was hearing in my head. Because we weren’t allowed to listen to music in class I would instead listen to a song right before walking into the room so I could then have it stuck in my head for the rest of the period. New period, new song, every single day. What followed seemed to be the start of my desire to be an artist.

Before I go further I would like to also give you a history of my music experience. I first started on piano lessons just like everyone else at the age of 6. That continued till the very beginning of my teens. I hated it. Whether it was the numerous teachers my mother employed or maybe just the instrument itself, something about the piano was not a proper outlet for my personality. As soon as I hit Jr. High school I was allowed to ditch the piano for something that was astronomically more interesting (at least in my mind). I wanted to play the Saxophone, thinking naively that Saxophone players got the girls. Unfortunately, I was not allowed by the band teacher and had to first complete a years worth of clarinet. I burned through that year like it was nothing and was finally able to pickup the Alto Sax, then the Baritone, then the Tenor. From there it seemed I had a rudementary but, natural ability for making music. I performed in Symphonic Bands, Jazz Bands, and even had a small group of people we met with after school so we could play the some free-form Blues.

Something I quickly found out about myself is that I have the attention span of a Chihuahua. I quickly ditched the saxophone after 3 years for something that was the perfect outlet for my emotional maturity; the guitar. The magical guitar spun me entire worlds of possibility I had not previously imagined. I purchased all the gear I would need and started playing 24/7 it seemed like. I then started or joined several different bands over the years trying different positions like from the guitar to drummer to bass to lead singer. Currently I am experimenting in the electronic music production world and so far it is going very well.

Getting back to my visual art introduction, when I was in all these different bands I started drawing almost as much as I practiced my music. All kinds of different things from designs, insignias, and cd/album covers, band name ideas, scratching ideas into the covers of notebooks, even my lyric pages were drawn like a work of art.

As my musical career started slowing down, I started doing things solo, using my own history for the influences to my songs. I started designing things on the computer using Adobe Photoshop, Illustrator, and InDesign. The more I delved, the more I found I had a natural aptitude for computer graphics. One thing led to another and after taking a few classes and honing my skills, I started doing Free-lance graphic design. Best paid jobs I have ever had, but sadly like many free-lance positions out there; as soon as the work runs out, so does your job. The good thing about commercial art is that as long as there are consumers, people will always need graphic designers. I started seeking out other graphic designers I could look up and aspire to, or at very least network with. One of the names I kept running across was Milton Glaser. I was amazed. Milton Glaser, who is best known for his creation of the I Love New York symbol, created in 1977 to promote tourism in New York. Needless to say it worked. The symbol quickly exploded into mass-production and the symbol that Milton Glaser created completely Pro-Bono, is now an internationally renowned symbol. The most interesting part about him to me is that even though Milton Glaser never made a single cent off of his iconic symbol, which really embodies the phrase: "Less is more”, at present acts as a design consultant for the companies featured in New York Magazine, also his creation, but he has won countless awards for his designs and is still considered a household name in the field of Graphic Design. Something that we can all aspire to. It is not about the money and the fame but to be internationally recognized as a master in your field. That is what I hope to accomplish someday.


Submitted: December 15, 2014

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