A self-portrait story

Self-portrait drawing. It recieved a regional silver key in the Scholastics :)

During the past few weeks I’ve been working on my artist statements for the Scholastics Art and Writing competition. After writing them and seeing the crazy amount of self-portraits I’ve taken over the past two years, I’ve realized something: my self-portraits have really become a personal diary/journal for myself. At first it was just a way to document the clothes that I made. Then I needed models for my clothes, but by the time I called up a friend to model for me, the weather that I wanted would change into something else. So I was stuck with doing self-portraits most of the time.

For a while I didn’t want to show my self-portraits, because I didn’t want anyone to think that I was in love with myself or anything (blgh, gag me). I felt like they were more of an embarrassing thing. It’s really not until this year that I’ve finally become comfortable with showing them.

The first self-portrait that I ever took...oh dear.

A more recent self-portrait

I was looking back on some of my first self-portraits the other day, and it was pretty funny to see the difference! I’ve changed so much within the past couple of years that I wonder what I’ll be like in a year, or even five years from now. Woah, I don't know if I want to think that far in advance!

I’ve been thinking a lot about colleges and what I should be, and I have so many people giving me advice about what I should go into that it’s all kind of turned into a jumbled mess. But I’ve decided that in five years from now, whatever it is that I’m doing I just hope that I’m truly happy and in love with whatever I chose to go into. Maybe it will be fashion, maybe it will be film, or maybe I’ll combine the two and do something with costume design! Who knows! All I know is that whatever I decide on it’s going to be something that I love and something that I’m crazy about.