When I first decided to go to college, my degree of choice was art. I always loved art class when I was in school and so it made sense. Of course, that lasted about one semester as I realized what I liked and what was considered art by my instructors was not the same.
Looking back however, commercial art isn’t art. So here I am some many years later as a librarian and I’ve think I finally come to understand my love of art. I like writing, in particular writing about the environment and writing poetry.
I also like photography, a gift that my father gave me and why I’m hoping to finally get a camera this year. Until then however, I’ll keep using the one on my phone, trying to find that beauty in nature through a camera lense.
So this leads me to tonight’s article entitled “In Greenland, abandoned oil drums turn into fleeting art over at the Grist. The story here is about the artist Julia Edith Rigby and her desire to find art (or create art) in nature through garbage. Sometimes you just have to look a little harder.