Dear nonexistent readers,
if you stumbled over this blog, I welcome you. I am glad you found your way to this piece of small-time art. In the following I am going to introduce myself, if you are not interested: just keep scrolling :-)
My name is Rebecca and I live next to Cologne (North Rhine Westphalia, Germany). I grew up as something between a city and a village child, I appreciate both. I turned eighteen this summer, which means a lot more independence, but more responsibility as well. As I am going to finish school next spring, a question became more urgent: What am I going to do with my life? I had an elaborated plan for years, I wanted to study Biology in the North of Germany, graduate as a Master of Marine Biology and become a member of some research institute. Especially the chance to benefit nature was an aspect I valued. Someday I randomly realised that this is not me, that I would not be happy with my choice afterwards.
It racked my mind that I suddenly had no plan after years of certainty. I felt overchallenged and helpless. I always had the impression that I either had to choose money or happiness. Becoming a yoga or surf teacher is no option, neither is being an office management assistant. I felt pressured (maybe by society?) because I always felt like I had to have a plan. Apart from that I was told that art never is an option. “You cant even earn your subsistence being an artist.” surely represents society’s opinion of art and even if I have no idea of job market, everyday work and utilities I think its not accurate. I know that the job market is dominated by competition in all industries, which means I cannot be sure that I would earn my subsistence as a office management assistant as well. But I can be sure that favouring happiness instead of expensive clothes is the right decision.
Art has always been a passion, everything about it has always impressed me, no matter which form. Music, paintings, sculptures, books, photos, drawings - they all carry something special, something that can move. It is obvious that I painted, wrote, read, drew, took photos and even played music several hours over the years, creating my very own art. Art with which I can maybe touch people as well, even if it is only just worth viewing I want to share these little pieces of art. After feeling overchallenged and helpless for too long I decided that studying photography is a reasonable plan for my future. I know that it not will be easy, that it maybe is a bit naïve, that there will be ups and downs, but I will be happy doing it, even if I struggle earning my subsistence. I am willed to invest blood, sweat and tears as art is a labour of love for me and being able to finance my life with it a dream. After a too long time I picked my camera up again and created this page in order to express myself, document my development, sort my thoughts and maybe even impress.
If you really read all those words describing an ordinary struggle up to this point, you are great. Thank you.
LOVE
Rebecca
if you stumbled over this blog, I welcome you. I am glad you found your way to this piece of small-time art. In the following I am going to introduce myself, if you are not interested: just keep scrolling :-)
My name is Rebecca and I live next to Cologne (North Rhine Westphalia, Germany). I grew up as something between a city and a village child, I appreciate both. I turned eighteen this summer, which means a lot more independence, but more responsibility as well. As I am going to finish school next spring, a question became more urgent: What am I going to do with my life? I had an elaborated plan for years, I wanted to study Biology in the North of Germany, graduate as a Master of Marine Biology and become a member of some research institute. Especially the chance to benefit nature was an aspect I valued. Someday I randomly realised that this is not me, that I would not be happy with my choice afterwards.
It racked my mind that I suddenly had no plan after years of certainty. I felt overchallenged and helpless. I always had the impression that I either had to choose money or happiness. Becoming a yoga or surf teacher is no option, neither is being an office management assistant. I felt pressured (maybe by society?) because I always felt like I had to have a plan. Apart from that I was told that art never is an option. “You cant even earn your subsistence being an artist.” surely represents society’s opinion of art and even if I have no idea of job market, everyday work and utilities I think its not accurate. I know that the job market is dominated by competition in all industries, which means I cannot be sure that I would earn my subsistence as a office management assistant as well. But I can be sure that favouring happiness instead of expensive clothes is the right decision.
Art has always been a passion, everything about it has always impressed me, no matter which form. Music, paintings, sculptures, books, photos, drawings - they all carry something special, something that can move. It is obvious that I painted, wrote, read, drew, took photos and even played music several hours over the years, creating my very own art. Art with which I can maybe touch people as well, even if it is only just worth viewing I want to share these little pieces of art. After feeling overchallenged and helpless for too long I decided that studying photography is a reasonable plan for my future. I know that it not will be easy, that it maybe is a bit naïve, that there will be ups and downs, but I will be happy doing it, even if I struggle earning my subsistence. I am willed to invest blood, sweat and tears as art is a labour of love for me and being able to finance my life with it a dream. After a too long time I picked my camera up again and created this page in order to express myself, document my development, sort my thoughts and maybe even impress.
If you really read all those words describing an ordinary struggle up to this point, you are great. Thank you.
LOVE
Rebecca
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