tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57150122355597946952011-04-21T13:55:14.404-07:00Aimee NanceAimeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11338812652299345237noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5715012235559794695.post-57114511626012624502009-04-05T20:32:00.000-07:002009-04-05T20:45:40.999-07:00Actually, the title is a quote of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Squidward's</span> from <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Sponge Bob</span>. I identify with him. He is a culture starved intellectual surrounded by simple minded and more practical blue collar folk. I love the one where <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Squidward</span> is teaching art school and he beats the natural talent out of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Sponge Bob</span>. I feel like if I give into the the established world of art I will lose my natural talent. I can draw almost anything I see. If I try hard enough I can make it look as good as a photograph. Yet, I do not have classical training. When I try to do it like the books say I am not nearly as good. Maybe, there way just isn't for me. I entered a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">juried</span> art competition last weekend and I was given some harsh <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">criticism</span>. It was mostly centered around their arbitrary rules. I didn't have a dust jacket on my paintings. I don't know what that is or why it matters as to how much talent I have. If I want into their club I have to go by their rules. I'm just not sure how much of myself I'm willing to give up.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5715012235559794695-5711451162601262450?l=nanceaimee.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aimeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11338812652299345237noreply@blogger.com0