3 years ago I would have considered myself to be immature, annoying and a general nuisance. Now, I am still all of those things, but slightly more so. I was just beginning to start art college after working for a year and a year-long stint of bad and unproductive relationships. It was around this time that I was persuaded (perhaps seduced is a better word) by Tom Howarth to enrol at art college and do what I love and enjoy and hopefully gain some form of qualification from it. In many respects he has helped me to see the light, not in any religious sort of way, but by encouraging me to break-up with my then girlfriend and making me aware that I should persue the thing that I am best at, which is art. The way I think, write and act now has radically changed compared to how I did then. Where as before I believe I put on a front and acted the way others wanted me to act. Now I do what I want, please and feel to be right. I'm not afraid to speak my mind or wear my heart on my sleeve.
N.B Done during the writing workshop, in conjunction with 'Monologue of a Coal Miner's Wife'.
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I find it scary how much you change in just 2 or 3 years. I think when you hit your early twenties you suddenly become aware of how transient life is; how it's basically a succession of constant changes. I think having the internet documents this better than anything.
ReplyDeleteYou've so obviously found your niche and that's a really great thing cos in the big scheme you're still so young. I often see discovering new interests as being similar to building yourself up through life like a jigsaw puzzle; you discover something that speaks to you and it's like finding a new piece of who you are or who you're going to be. x