What is this thing called “art” and what are they teaching us?

I thought I would answer three questions about myself. These questions are an example of my main point but I am going to answer these truthfully. And as you read the questions, take note in your head what your answers are.

“What do you fear most in your life today?” –
– I fear what other people think of me.

“What do you love?” –
– I love everyone. I don’t love things. But I love people.

“What makes you laugh?” –
– When things don’t work the way they are supposed to.

“What’s on your mind?” –

– Writing this post. My head hurts.

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What to you is art? Is it the way people draw? Is it music? Is it photos?

Art is what is appealing to you, or something that has significance that it dosen’t have to everbody. Art is all about expressing yourself. Commonly in schools, they teach art in a way that is just drawing, and you are judged if you are good at it by how well you can draw. Art classes in schools have nothing to do with producing art. When really, all they’re are teaching is duplicating a common form of art. The teacher tells you what to draw and day by day, you add to it.

Now think about what you are good at, or you just enjoy doing. It could be drawing, music, writing, or whatever it may be, if you set your mind to it, you could make art out of that.

Here is my example,

I like making music, videos, and writing. Heres what I could do with these questions.

“What do you fear most in your life today?” –
– I could write a post about why people care what other people think of them.

“What do you love?” –
– Write a post about this thing called “Love”.

“What makes you laugh?” –
– Make a video on things that just fail.

“What’s on your mind?” –

– I’m not creative enough for this one. I feel if I answer this, It will turn into a paradox.

I used more of a method to come up with what I needed to, but thats not a bad thing. You can always think of different ideas.

Let me know if you had any unrealized art. I know, that when I learned what art really was, that I had some surprise artistic talent that I didn’t know was art. I got this idea from a Youtube project happening today where everyone was supposed to film what was significant to them. And this guy would throw a whole bunch of clips together. The video is below, so i’ll explain no more. But what he failed to explain was that it was a compilation of art.

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Pursue your passion

I am a going to be a freshman this fall but, all up until 8th grade, I was confused with my outlook on life, in a sorta common way for an adolescent teenager. When someone asked me who my role model was, I would say “I dont know” with a quiet and very slurred voice. I had no clue what I would do with my life. I thought, “I’m only like, 13 years old. I don’t really care.”. I had only one motivation but it was only temporary. My motivation was Adderal. Adderal is the drug used to treat ADHD. When I started taking the drug in 7th grade, my performance improved in school, but my attitude towards it didn’t.

I thought every teacher I went through was just doing there job, and thats all it ment to them. I thought being a teacher would be one of the easiest jobs to do. All they did was read stuff out of a book for 6 hours a day. No more, no less. A teacher wasn’t a role model to the student, and neither was a student a role model to a teacher. A student and a teacher had a six hour relationship, that by 3:15, the student learned almost nothing from the teacher, and the teacher learned nothing from the student.

In 7th grade I started playing drums and I loved playing them. The band director asked me to join the percussion section. This was the one thing I was good at. I played no sports, and was in no clubs. My view on life started getting brighter. Opportunities opened up at school and eventually at church. I am very proud of myself when it comes to music. I feel that I will be successful in music some day but I have something else in mind far more interesting than music. But I didn’t at the time.

When school started in 8th grade, I only expected another year of stuff I’m going to forget when it comes to summer. So far, I was right. I was right anyway, until fourth period. When I walked into “Mister Kruse’s” room, I noticed something different. There were no text books on the floor, looking like they were about to be passed out. But there was a supply list written on the board. It goes as follows; Composition notebook, and pencil. That was all we had to bring to class. He told us the notebook was for taking notes, not for assignments.

He handed out several sheets of paper with statements on them like, “Scientist work alone” and “Science dosen’t involve creative thinking”. There was a little blank space with just enough room to write to letters on it. There was a code at the top, corresponding to the two letters you wrote. The two letters, Corresponded to how true you thought it was. He said “There are no right or wrong answers. Just put what you think. This is not graded.”. I was beyond confused to why he would do this.

I thought he was a cool teacher so far. Not to different. But I thought he was just a bit of an oddball by how the class discussions were run. The class discussions were very different for all of us. Not once in that school year, did he say “You’re wrong.”. He just gave us some evidence or an idea arguing or agreeing with what we just said. It seemed like he was just another student and that we were having casual discussion. While other people and me might throw off the discussion for a little bit, he would play along till it got out of control.

How he ran his class was one thing, but the way he talked to you was another. A few times, I would come after school or during lunch, either for punishment or to ask him a question. The punishment wasn’t really punishment. He told you what you did wrong, and told you what you should do to correct it and even get your input on it. And he said it, in a way that you really understand. He showed me his blog one day after school and another time he showed me his twitter. This is where he taught me a good lesson I will use all my life. Work as hard as you can at what you’re passionate about . He showed a good example of this. Although he gets paid, he publishes what he learns on the internet.

While alot of what Mister Kruse publishes is science, his blog is not. It’s obvious his passion is teaching. He told us, he didn’t like calling his class “earth science” but thats what it was. I saw it more as a “Life” class. At the end of the year, Mr. Kruse made a project for students and it was called the “pursue your passion project”. He said it could be on anything as long as it’s class appropriate. The finished product was due at the last day of school.

My first idea was music. Although I knew alot on music theory(More than most 8th graders), it was to difficult and I changed my project to “STD preventions and awareness”. Although that is one of my passions, it’s not my first choice. Towards the end of the year, he cancelled the project. I still wonder why he did. Maybe he wanted it to be more about ‘doing it because it’s your passion, not for a reward(a grade)’. Or maybe he just thought it would be to much for him to grade and maybe we weren’t working hard enough. Either way, it was a good way to teach students what was ment to be teached.

I think Mr. Kruse is someone who inspired me in a way that changed me. I have learned alot from him, as he might have learned something from me. I think teaching is a very mysterious thing. “It’s more than just the facts. It’s about being able to apply your knowledge  to new situations.” is what he said. Well, to my memory. But thats what he taught. Of course, it was more like a jumpstart to learning. I learn from people everyday. He helped me become more successful, ambitious, and confident in what I do, as Mr. Kruse taught me.

Here is a video of a class discussion.