Photo 1: I did not react to this painting at all, I found it attractive, but it told too much of a story to me for it to be explored.
Photo 2: I adored this peice when I first saw it. But it didn't inspire me for a project.
Photo 3: upon seeing this peice I was at first in hate of it. But then it inspired me to go back on an old peice that was similar and redo it.
As a girl I often found myself inspired from the world around me and from the people I knew to do things and to create new stories. Most of all however, to challenge others and myself in order to change the world around me to the better. In the past few years this inspiration has ceased to flow from humanity, and instead from the small things that God tweaks each day that just remind me, that he's there.
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
At the Museum
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