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
