I wanted to draw each quarter in my art style at that phase, but I really only have 2 art styles (the ones one the bottom) so I just tried something different.
Sadly my scanner did a rather poor job when transferring this image, so my brown hair looks black, and some colours don't even show! But I will upload it again at a better quality later.
Elementary Enthusiasm — Between the ages of 1 and 7 I was a rather quiet and stubborn child, as far as I know. I was obedient but terribly shy. I don't remember too much of it, but one memory that really stuck to me is how once I got yelled at in kindergarden for not finishing my food, and the teacher seemed to be sitting on a giant throne. I guess I was aware of most adults' 'superiority' at quite a young age. I was in the gymnastics team in elementary school, and dropping out is one of my biggest regrets now. I remember I was always the game maker in the way that I created an entire universe of characters and concepts so my friends and I could play something interesting every time. My favorite colour was dark navy because I really liked Sonic the Hedgehog and he happened to be the same colour.
Challenging Changes — In 3rd grade I changed schools to BLIS (or BUPS, as it used to be called). This was quite difficult for me because my English wasn't so good, and I wasn't so good at making friends. But I studied hard with a teacher I still treasure now and we read books and wrote stories using new words I'd learnt. I guess she was who got me interested in writing, and for that I'm grateful. This part of my life, up to 7th grade, was full of changes in my personality and my interests. By the end of this phase I had a stable friend group and a set personality.
Foolish Fiascos — I made quite a lot of mistakes and bad choices here, but I do not regret them as they helped me become who I am now. In 7th grade I started making more friends, and had a quite happy life going (excluding the constant arguments I had with one of my good friends over silly things). We loved to go outside and run around forests playing capture the flag with wooden swords. Though this pretty much fell apart in 8th grade. I made new friends, but near the end of the year I made a huge mistake by pushing them away. 9th grade was a part of my life I really treasure because I made so many mistakes, but had so many learning opportunities from these. I was friends with the wrong person, I was a weak and gullible girl who still hoped to see the good in people. This caused me to be a bitter and angry person, and although I can dim these feelings down I am still a little resentful. The real fiasco in this 'era' made me push myself away from everybody and everything else. Though this alone time allowed me to truly understand myself, and be my own best friend. I also felt like relying on others would only end in disappointment, so if I did not trust somebody fully I would never, ever depend on them again.
Standing Up — This title does not have an alliteration, and I am not standing up in the picture, I'm crouching. But that's the whole point. This part of my life breaks away from the others. It's different, because I am much more aware of my actions and their effects. I have taken up art as my passion in life, and always found peace in it. This phase is called Standing Up because I am standing up for myself. I'm doing what I want to do (for the most part) and being honest with people. I am standing up for my opinions, my emotions, my personality, and everything else about me. I have accepted myself as a person with my good traits and my flaws, and made peace with everything. Yet one thing I can never stop doing is bottling things up, which is why I have a bottle of darkness, and probably will always carry one around.
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