January 7, 2006 at 2:15 pm
I am currently applying for a summer fellowship and in reviewing some of my previous application essays, I found this one... and it obviously has taken on a deeper meaning. I am feeling better but in moments like this, encountering Jordan's memory, I am struck by my grief again.The Question: "Discuss a piece, or pieces, of art, literature, music or film that you have created or experienced. Why is it meaningful to you? What have you learned?"My Answer: "My bedroom proudly houses three pieces of original artwork. Above my bed, is a highly detailed pencil drawing of a large tree, framed with a small rectangular mirror on either side. This piece was given to me by my late aunt when I was born. Above my desk is a colorful oil painting of skulls, hearts, and shapes on canvas. This painting was given to me by my cousin, a professional artist, shortly after his return from drug rehabilitation. Finally, in a small frame on my bookshelf is a crayon drawing which is indiscernible but resembles, if anything, a hot air balloon. I drew this at the kitchen table in my great uncle's house at age 4 and it hung on his kitchen wall until he died a few years ago. My family is full of artists and many have made serious efforts to make art the center of their lives and livelihoods. Though I never met my grandmother, I have learned about her through her paintings and the accompanying stories that were in my home as a child. Art is a form of communication that is long-lasting and can transmit messages when there is truly no other way to do so. My aunt intended for me to grow like the tree she drew for me as an infant and to see and reflect on myself and my character as I did. Her passing was painful for me but having that artifact keeps her spirit and intentions for me alive to this day. My cousin's painting describes his pain and fear but also his love and thoughtfulness. He gave this to me at a time when our relationship was distant due to his struggle with addiction but having this artifact keeps me aware of his emotions and experiences every day. My own childhood artwork framed so handsomely reminds me of the love and respect I was given from my family at a young age. To value art, however great or basic, is to value the passage of meaning from one individual to another over time, space, and experience."