I don't have any aspirations to become a poet, but this haiku really brought me back to the feeling of traveling through Japan in November, all those amazing bowls of noodles we enjoyed, and the autumn leaves littering the ground. The sense of nostalgia and longing was almost overwhelming, so I painted the image above.
I feel a similar nostalgia when researching Art History, more specifically, the history that concerns individuals and their everyday lives, or when visiting a Gothic cathedral, imagining all the thousands of hands that helped build it.
I'm inspired by the past, whether it's my own experiences, or the people, places, and things that came before. It's probably what led me to Art History as a major, and I want to explore this concept more in my art.
I'm excited to see where it leads me.