Drawing is something that has always been in my life. Whether it was coloring with my 94 pack of
Crayola crayons, doodling in my history class, or drawing for an assignment, drawing
has always managed to be a part of my life. Drawing is my calming force, my comfort,
and I was beginning to lose that when I came to Duke. To many people art is seen
as a frivolous activity, one that an engineering freshman has no time for, or
so I was starting to believe. How could I
sit down and draw for an hour or two, when I had two midterms the next week? I
was losing a part of me I didn’t realize I needed. Taking Drawing 100 in the spring
reminded me of everything I love about drawing. Drawing allows me to escape
from the numbers, theories, and equations being taught to me in every other
class. I love to watch as the paper comes to life. It is an amazing feeling
knowing you are the reason that blank sheet of paper has depth and realness to
it. Every stroke of the pencil or charcoal creates whatever you want and the
eraser doesn’t mock you mistakes, it helps to develop the piece. It is a skill many wish to have and a skill
that is very easy to loss without proper feeding. This class made me realize
that without drawing a huge piece of me is missing; I will never let it fade
again.
Thank you Professor Fick!
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