sunsetswitheli
Nov 18, 2008
Undergraduate / 'Growing up I hated to read' - Fashion Institute of Technology essay [2]
I need help. I feel as if it doesn't flow together. Well, here it is...
(PS-I'm applying as a fashion design major)
Growing up I hated to read. "Go read your book" was the worse thing my mom could say to me. Instead, I wanted to paint, draw and sculpt things with play dough. I think somewhere along those lines, my mother realized that I was going to be an artist. She wasn't sure what kind of art I would take on, but she knew that it was what I was meant to do. As I grew up, I think I partook in every kind of activity a kid could participate in. I took guitar lessons, piano lessons, dance lessons, recorder lessons, and I think I even took cooking lessons. Being exposed to all those different things helped me to realize that more than anything; I wanted to create something beautiful that people could look at.
It was my grandmother who taught me to sew. However, I was the one who taught myself to love what I sew. Designing and constructing a garment is something not everyone can do. You not only need to know the technical aspects of the craft, but you also have to be blessed with a passion for it. When learning to sew, I did not immediately start making b my biggest challenge was having the patience it took to perfectly construct a garment. I always wanted to rush so I could see the beautiful outfit I had created. However, that rushing only lead to mistakes which eventually lead to a hideous garment. I now see that without those few hideous garments, I would have never achieved the skill I now possess and found the love I have for this form of art. As time progressed, I began to brew up in my head what I thought was the future of fashion. I just didn't know that this is what I wanted to do with my life.
During my junior year of high school I realized that I wanted to study at an art school. While I knew that art schools where very competitive, I felt as if my photography portfolio was strong enough to get me in the school of my dreams. After deciding that New York City was the place where my talent could flourish and be exposed to new things, I applied to FIT in hopes of being accepted as Fashion Photography major. When I learned that I had not been accepted, I will admit that for a few months I felt as if my career as an artist would go nowhere. Nonetheless, it was this bump in my life that pushed me to work harder to my goal and helped me to learn many things about myself.
After not being accepted to FIT, I decided to attend Miami Dade College so that I could reapply to FIT the following year. Attending a community college has enabled me to experience a different kind of educational life. Unlike High School, I set my own schedule and have been doing things the way I want to do it. Being this independent has enabled me to maintain a high GPA while taking classes that interest me. I also realized that as much as I loved photography, this was not really my forte.
When I decided that I would reapply to FIT as a Fashion Design major, there was only one thing was stopping me. I was always lead to believe that to be a designer, you had to be an excellent drawer and sketch the most perfect Croquis. While I do believe that drawing is a great foundation skill any artist should have, drawing has not always been my strongest skill. However, my lack of drawing skills has only enabled me to be more of a visual thinker. Most of the time, my sketches look like chicken scratch. However, this mess on paper would soon become a beautiful dress that I could only imagine being walked down a red carpet.
With all the said, I can say that this is what I believe I was meant to do. Sure I have experienced denial of acceptance and a false sense of failure, but this has all been a lesson of life. In my eyes, success is measured by if you're doing what you really love and, if you've worked hard to achieve your goals. Of course, there are a handful of people who have been able to succeed in life fairly easy, but for me to truly appreciate and cherish an achieved goal, I believe that you need to put forth a conscious effort and work hard. Otherwise, you are left not appreciating what you have achieved. Like myself, most people will fail their first attempt at something. However, if it is what you truly desire, hard work will lead you to success.
I need help. I feel as if it doesn't flow together. Well, here it is...
(PS-I'm applying as a fashion design major)
Growing up I hated to read. "Go read your book" was the worse thing my mom could say to me. Instead, I wanted to paint, draw and sculpt things with play dough. I think somewhere along those lines, my mother realized that I was going to be an artist. She wasn't sure what kind of art I would take on, but she knew that it was what I was meant to do. As I grew up, I think I partook in every kind of activity a kid could participate in. I took guitar lessons, piano lessons, dance lessons, recorder lessons, and I think I even took cooking lessons. Being exposed to all those different things helped me to realize that more than anything; I wanted to create something beautiful that people could look at.
It was my grandmother who taught me to sew. However, I was the one who taught myself to love what I sew. Designing and constructing a garment is something not everyone can do. You not only need to know the technical aspects of the craft, but you also have to be blessed with a passion for it. When learning to sew, I did not immediately start making b my biggest challenge was having the patience it took to perfectly construct a garment. I always wanted to rush so I could see the beautiful outfit I had created. However, that rushing only lead to mistakes which eventually lead to a hideous garment. I now see that without those few hideous garments, I would have never achieved the skill I now possess and found the love I have for this form of art. As time progressed, I began to brew up in my head what I thought was the future of fashion. I just didn't know that this is what I wanted to do with my life.
During my junior year of high school I realized that I wanted to study at an art school. While I knew that art schools where very competitive, I felt as if my photography portfolio was strong enough to get me in the school of my dreams. After deciding that New York City was the place where my talent could flourish and be exposed to new things, I applied to FIT in hopes of being accepted as Fashion Photography major. When I learned that I had not been accepted, I will admit that for a few months I felt as if my career as an artist would go nowhere. Nonetheless, it was this bump in my life that pushed me to work harder to my goal and helped me to learn many things about myself.
After not being accepted to FIT, I decided to attend Miami Dade College so that I could reapply to FIT the following year. Attending a community college has enabled me to experience a different kind of educational life. Unlike High School, I set my own schedule and have been doing things the way I want to do it. Being this independent has enabled me to maintain a high GPA while taking classes that interest me. I also realized that as much as I loved photography, this was not really my forte.
When I decided that I would reapply to FIT as a Fashion Design major, there was only one thing was stopping me. I was always lead to believe that to be a designer, you had to be an excellent drawer and sketch the most perfect Croquis. While I do believe that drawing is a great foundation skill any artist should have, drawing has not always been my strongest skill. However, my lack of drawing skills has only enabled me to be more of a visual thinker. Most of the time, my sketches look like chicken scratch. However, this mess on paper would soon become a beautiful dress that I could only imagine being walked down a red carpet.
With all the said, I can say that this is what I believe I was meant to do. Sure I have experienced denial of acceptance and a false sense of failure, but this has all been a lesson of life. In my eyes, success is measured by if you're doing what you really love and, if you've worked hard to achieve your goals. Of course, there are a handful of people who have been able to succeed in life fairly easy, but for me to truly appreciate and cherish an achieved goal, I believe that you need to put forth a conscious effort and work hard. Otherwise, you are left not appreciating what you have achieved. Like myself, most people will fail their first attempt at something. However, if it is what you truly desire, hard work will lead you to success.