My grade 4 teacher took my desk away because I would draw on it. I was to sit on the floor for months as my punishment. (Deserved or not, to an 8 year old this was really embarrassing.)
My grade 7 teacher went into my desk to go through my folder of (admittedly angsty) art without my permission, then went to my mother. Because of her I was forced to see the school psychiatrist regularly.
My grade 8 teacher told me art could never be a career and that I would end up without any worth, working somewhere trashy for my whole life.
My grade 9 teacher ripped up my entire art folder because I was drawing in class, after bawling in front of everyone she then chased me into the washroom to lecture me while I hid to cry in a stall.
My grade 10 teacher didn’t believe I had painted something by myself, she told me it was plagiarism and gave me zero. When it was in fact 100% mine.
This is just few of many.
Thirteen years have passed and I am ashamed to admit that any of this still affects me. These instances for which I am sure are insignificant to any of you shook my confidence, sucked the passion out of my only escape, and made me feel as if my hobby was wrong, worthless, and should be hidden; and for that I will never forgive them.
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i have this tick where my hands have to be constantly moving or i get really uncomfortable (it’s also why i do origami) so sometimes i’d doodle in my notebook and i can look at any old doodle and tell you what i was learning when i was drawing it becuase that’s how i concentrated
Reason why I don’t creative write as much as I used to anymore.
Had to do a diary piece from a character from Of Mice and Men.
100% mine, 100% emotional
Teacher said it was plagiarism.
Told me to write something completely unrelated - didn’t match up to what I had written.
No because you didn’t make me write an emotional piece.
I hate you for ripping my skills out like that you piece of shit.
I can relate to this so much. I used to be pretty damn creative, I could practically never get my mind to shut up but I liked it that way. Give me a character and I could make a story automatically. But after a huge list of unsupportive English teacher, I’m not like that anymore. A hell of a lot of my creativity has just been drained and I don’t even know if I have potential to be an author anymore. Teachers screw you up more than they help you.
I relate to this in some ways too, but more than my teachers telling me I had to stop drawing in class, was my mother. She would always tell me that I had a problem, because I couldn’t focus on one thing at a time. She said that I would never get anywhere in life unless I learned to apply myself to focusing and studying… working on ONE thing at a time. She made me feel like I was wrong for not forcing myself to keep my sketchbook in my desk/doodles out of my binders.
I admit that it’s definitely frustrating, especially when sitting in lecture or lab for example, but it’s not wrong. I can’t help it. My hands need to move. They need to create.
My highschool art teachers tried to teach me that, as well as my Grade 10 English teacher - who is a phenomenal and understanding woman that I wish all of you could know - who encouraged me to change her project curriculum so that I could work to my strengths. I would draw for class projects instead of write, when I could.
Now, I’m finally applying for art school. After years of trying to figure out what interested me enough to apply myself to - because I was a completely failure in University… and I think I found it, thanks to some really kind words from some brilliant artists - many of whom I’ve met on tumblr, and the constant support of my wonderful highschool art teachers.
I’m sorry to see that so many people have had such terrible experiences in the school system - teachers, coaches and instructors, myself being one of them, should not be allowed to limit their students because of how they perceive art.
I really hope that everyone who has had their self-esteem, self-worth, and their self-perceptions altered by people who think that art is not valid can eventually find that part of themselves again and reclaim it.
Whether it be on lined paper in the margins of your 3-ring binder for math class, or the rock you’ve been drawing on in the schoolyard with charcoal —
You should never feel guilty for needing to express yourself artistically.