This piece is based on a memory of my own from when I was in 2nd grade and I first discovered that I could get attention for something that I had created (both positive and negative attention). It was an eye-opening experience for me and, I believe, it was the first time I realized I needed to be an artist.
It was during art class and we were instructed to create something out of the paper on our desk, but if we ran out of paper we could go into the scrap bin and get more paper to add to whatever we wanted to create. Most of the kids created little cut paper scenes or drew their favorite animal, but I started building a dragon – and the dragon kept growing. I ran back and forth from the paper scrap bin to my table and glued and taped, and it grew bigger and bigger. By the end of class, the teacher had to help me carry my creation out to my mom’s van. It was one of my proudest moments. Some kids laughed at me, others told me it was cool, but no matter what I couldn’t stop grinning.