I shed a tear...
Posted by Aimee Dickinson on Thursday, October 16, 2008
Today was a very momentous occasion for me. It seemed the normal one at first, and I was going about my business as usual. I did my morning gesture drawings, an hour of creative writing exercises, and a bit of homework. This is when everything changed.
I logged on to the Academy's website (I take online courses), and go to check my instructor's comments for last week's project. I seriously admire this man's work, it is simply breathtaking.
His gallery can be found here...http://www.augustehaboush.com/
Anyway, he was reviewing a portrait that I had turned in last week. This may sound insignificant to everyone except for me, but he called me an artist. An artist! Something I've always dreamed of being, but always thought it was just out of my grasp, and here he is, saying it loud and clear. I listened to his comment a few times, and just cried for a few minutes. I couldn't believe that someone I admired so much would think of me this way. I've worked incredibly hard to get this far, and...well...words just cannot describe how I feel.
That in and of itself made today one of the best, and definitely the most memorable, of my life.
My name is Aimee Dickinson, and I am young.
I know I have several things I've yet to experience; however I know some things for certain. I have stories to tell, and I have visions to share. I can take a pencil and sketch a universe on a sheet of paper, and then write about the people that live there. Willingly, Happily, and Lovingly. I don't write (or draw) to please others. I don't do it for money, or fame (though that would be a happy bonus). I do it for myself.
I say "I" far too much for my own good, and that will someday be my downfall.