Do not worry Mr. Pinza, I will not go ruin my life of working up all this knowledge to go dress scantily and sell drinks to sad sacks and lonely women. I actually plan to do that on the side during college or something along those lines. For the rest of the time, I'd like to be either a Chemistry or English Teacher, Film Producer, Photographer, or possibly a Writer/Poet/Illustrator.
Teaching has always been a fun idea of mine, due to all the... lets say VARIOUS.... teaching styles I've had. I've had fun, good, bad, effective, terribly out of control, ect. ect. I've always had the dream of being the Mr. Haskett and Mr. Pearson all thrown together in one. Mr. Haskett [from what I hear through the walls in French class] is the loudest, most ridiculous teacher ever, with due respect to Mr. Evans who also is very silly. I adore acting and being loud and silly. I also love singing. So if there is any way that I can do that and have an audience who is semi-interested in me doing this, is a deal for me. ALSO, I chose the subjects of Chemistry or English because those are my two favorite classes ever. Although I do enjoy art and photography and creativity, I do not believe in art classes for they limit your creativity and force you to follow guidelines to please the teacher, not yourself. I had trouble agreeing with my art teachers as a chile because I didnt want to draw a darned tree, I wanted to draw a skyscraper. Along with Photography, but at least Mr. Czech lets me take pictures of whatever I want :)
Movies and Photography have always been a dream of mine ever since I got my first video camera in 6th grade. My friends and I tried making a webshow, Dreamers Illusion Pro. We felt like the coolest things ever. I mean seriously. We even had cool nicknames so we didnt use our real names. I was Dino, Shane was Kitty, and another friend who left shortly after we made it. We felt like we were super cool, but now looking back and after learning all these film techniques in my Media Production class, they look like they were done by 3 6th graders.
Poetry and writing have been a HUGE part of my life specifically in my middle-high school years. I use my poetry to express my deeper thoughts and emotions that I can't exactly explain in spoken word or images. It usually ends up on the 3rd step of my thought process of how to express emotion. It's easiest to explain in diagram.
Is it Happy or Sad?
Happy?sing it.
[too many people?]
draw it.
expressed.
Sad?
sing it.
[not sad enough of a song?]
draw it.
[ran out of lead for all the dark shading?]
write it out.
expressed.
Make sense?
I don't expect it to. I dont often make sense of things when I can't draw it out. I guess thats just my Left Brain screaming out at me.
Anyway, back to writing. I was also interested in illustrating for my friends who all wanted to write novels, and just like the students flock to the artistic kid when assigned a poster, they chose me. It was almost creepy how they ALL decided to write novels at the same time. But alas, I turned most down for being too insecure about my art skills.
They've improved, thankfully. Progress is nice. Always one unsure step pushing the next step till you're leaping and bounding into new lands and new opportunities you never would have dreamed of.
