After some discussion with my friends and counselor, I decide to write about this art experience instead of China's anniversary. I'm applying for Early Action so it's only a few days before deadline. Please give me your comments!! Thank you all!!!!
Topic: Please briefly elaborate on one of your extracurricular activities or work experiences (150 words or fewer).
Chilled by its skeleton-like appearance, I embraced myself in front of the haggard bride statue. Participating in WEMUNC Art Program, my friends and I were visiting Centre Pompidou and appreciating modern arts. While Picasso's paintings and Alexander Calder's sculptures were fascinating, what I enjoyed most was creating ways to honestly reflect my ideas. I danced beside a trash-made cube which impassioned me with extreme color contrasts. Facing a canvas of peacefully overlapping circles, I enclosed myself in a woolen, cozy scarf to convey a sense of tranquility. People gazed at me, some smiling, some frowning, while others slightly shaking heads. But I just took joy experimenting performance art and expressing myself, not afraid of being stared at. I knew it is being myself that is the real challenge and essence of art-and life, and now that I had the courage to do so, there was nothing to fear.
(there are already 150 words...)
Topic: Please briefly elaborate on one of your extracurricular activities or work experiences (150 words or fewer).
Chilled by its skeleton-like appearance, I embraced myself in front of the haggard bride statue. Participating in WEMUNC Art Program, my friends and I were visiting Centre Pompidou and appreciating modern arts. While Picasso's paintings and Alexander Calder's sculptures were fascinating, what I enjoyed most was creating ways to honestly reflect my ideas. I danced beside a trash-made cube which impassioned me with extreme color contrasts. Facing a canvas of peacefully overlapping circles, I enclosed myself in a woolen, cozy scarf to convey a sense of tranquility. People gazed at me, some smiling, some frowning, while others slightly shaking heads. But I just took joy experimenting performance art and expressing myself, not afraid of being stared at. I knew it is being myself that is the real challenge and essence of art-and life, and now that I had the courage to do so, there was nothing to fear.
(there are already 150 words...)