January 5th, 2018
Hey, hi, hello!
The past five months were quite something; a solid portrayal, of how badly I handle stress, pressure, and inevitable anxiety – I’m such a millennial, I know. Please bear in mind, that I didn’t have avocado toast within my hands, so it was quite a challenge.
I started my second year of art school with a bang! I mean, how could I not when I was under the wing of renowned Bahraini artist, Abdulrahim Sharif? Taking on five subjects, I’ve learned a various set of things. From research methodologies, perspective drawing, drawing techniques, to art history. Although most of it was theory, excluding a couple of classes, I surely made it a thing, not undermine anything that could develop, or add value to my academic experience, or lack thereof…
Taking that point into account, the main dilemma that most of my classmates and I, dealt with is the theory vs. practical ratio. I mean, at the end of the day, it’s quite evident that we’re in an art program, where the more we practice, and develop our technique, the better we get. Not to undermine those that set the bachelor program up, but did they ever think of the outcome? Did they want artists, or scholars with artistic knowledge whom ironically, couldn’t even recall the name of artists, behind specific art pieces? (Sips tea)
Regardless of all that, I’m happy to say that I made the most of what I could, and didn’t allow such dilemmas to hinder my experience. Sure, the negativity of the situation was a bit much, and I ended up going all M.I.A on a few classes, as well as work, and social media, but I’m happy to say that I made it through. What I came out with, were pieces that were at a level, that I couldn’t foresee myself attaining.
Am I looking forward to next semester? Yes, I very much am. Although that, for now at least, I’ll take one day at a time, and make the most of what I can, during spring break.