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As a boy I never knew that art was a place where dreams and ideas could be created. I believed that art was for other people, that this world of color, lines and of weird looking objects just not foe me. It was not until my last year in high school that I found my calling behind the camera. I had seen the light, and it looked the face of my friend as it appeared in the developing tray. I had found my door into the art world and my future became a little clearer.
As these years have flown by I have realized what inspires my art. People are my motivation creating; I obscure people doing their thing, and then I interpret that in my art. It was not until my college years that my imagination began to blossom and flourish with intensity. With every class come new ideas and with each and every interactive with my peers the inspiration for my own art grew. New ways to think and connects with objects, thoughts, ideas and newly learned skills. After taking an alternative process class I