Thankyou, Jack Black!!

I got a 2:2 for my degree.

When I started my course, I remember my tutor telling us about how Brighton students studying fine art cry if you get anything lower than a 2:1.
It’s pretty much a 1^st or nothing.

I didn’t cry.

Here are 5 reasons why:

1.   I gave up with the grade ages ago. I decided about a month into third year that I didn’t care about the grade. I wanted to make it through the year without dying. I made it…sort of.

2.  At the time I had a job that didn’t require my grade, just that I am creative…that fell through so not sure if it counts anymore.

3.   The amount I argued with my tutor, I’m surprised he didn’t fail me.

4.  I did better in my dissertation than my studio practice. Everyone is shocked at that one. F*** you dyslexia!!

5.   Finally!

 My main point. The only point for this blog post. I made the artwork I wanted. I created what made me happy. “Rock isn’t about getting an A” well neither is art. We paint because we love to. 

Unfortunately, that has to be graded at some point and unfortunately, that is in the hands of other people. Unfortunately for me, that decision was left in the hands of a person I did not see eye to eye with. Don’t try to control my creativity!! 

But, I did what I always do when authority pisses me off. I said f*** you and carried on making what I love.

I didn’t suck up to anyone. I didn’t change my art to please others.

 At least I can honestly say I love the art I made at the end. I really do. It makes me happy and that is all that matters.

What to do now?????

Get a tattoo expressing your anger for the system. That’s a punk thing to do!!

Hmm...

Two weeks later...

Two weeks into my blog and I'm already behind. Apparently life gets busy after you graduate.

What have I been doing?

·        Had my exhibition private view, so many people turned up J

·        Saw my sisters end of year drama performance, playing Amy Winehouse. She was absolutely brilliant!!

Even this classic Amy Winehouse smile, Triphene got perfect!!

·        Started full-time hours at my bar job (the main reason I have no time for things)

·        Made it to One Year with my boyfriend <3

·        Worked Mutiny Festival in Portsmouth. A house festival with Cee lo Green headlining…

 


·        Went to SPAMDUNK aka Slam Dunk Festival, with my boyfriend and sister.

·        Dropped my Cat Paintings off for another exhibition…feeling like a real proper artist now.

·        Had a job interview for Carlsberg Craft Beer range… I know nothing about beer let alone craft beer…turns out it’s not all made from hops!! Who knew!!

·        Got invited to make art works on skateboard decks for another exhibition...eeek!

·        Decided I don’t think I want to work for Carlsberg L
·        Continued to work more…my pay check better be good!!

Original Rihanna joke thrown in there...

 
I still don’t have a manifesto for this blog as I'm still working it out, so I will end with a twerking pig 

Que Sera Sera.

 

Being a 21-year-old art student is hard.

Being a 21-year-old graduate is harder.

So I started a blog.

I finally finished studying a fine art degree with the dream of becoming an artist. I know this will take a lifetime so here’s to the next 5 years.

5 year plan

·        Sell a piece of art

·        Travel to, but not limited to: China, Japan, Thailand, Cambodia, Laos, New York

·        Do my post-grad

·        Have Dorian (my cat) live with me

·        Get another tattoo

·        Watch my sister graduate (no pressure)

·        Watch my brother move out of home (chop chop!)

·        Have a solo exhibition

·        Buy a car

That’s all I can think of for now.

I would write a manifesto for this blog…but I don’t know what it will become.

 

Que Sera Sera.

Meaning: Used to convey a fatalistic recognition that future events are out of the speaker’s control.