Marionette
I struggled for a long time about this piece as well as many other pieces in this class and other art classes. When it comes to “artist’s choice” assignments, especially by the end of a semester, I question who I am as an artist. I ruminate on every little detail trying to think of an authentic piece. Am I doing this because this is an idea that I want to or because this is what would get me a good grade? Is this my style as an artist? Do I have a style? Am I an artist? Is this the right path for me? These are the questions that come to mind with any assignment I do related to art. These are my insecurities about this path that I wish to continue down because, in the end, I love this.
My idea for this was to express that feeling of uncertainty and anxiousness by tying a pencil to my hand with thread. I drew 1,000 lines. 500 of those lines were done of my own volition; the remaining lines were done by someone purposefully going against the established pattern by using the string tied to my hand to guide the pencil like a puppet.
