Art

My Freshman year of college, I hit my peak of social anxiety and depression.  I would go out here and there, but I did not really connect with most of the people in my hall so I spent majority of time in my room watching Netflix.  Due to my anxiety, I often had trouble sitting through a movie without doing something through my hands, so I would take out a pencil and paper and doodle.  I realized I had artistic potential in my doodles and eventually got into making cool designs and hanging them up on my wall as well as drawing some  of my most beloved cartoon characters.  It was painting that I realized I had a true knack for.  I love how easily you can make something beautiful out of a few simple strokes.  Painting was a creative outlet for my struggles and made me appreciate and value alone timeimage.jpeg

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