Ode to Arts Ink

Okay, this isn’t actually going to be a poem or anything, I just don’t think I’ll ever find such an amazing, open, and enriching experience as blogging for Ink. Despite the hard work of my English professors to make me a better writer and thinker, my year and a half with this blog has grown my writing by leaps and bounds by allowing me to explore my passions and critically think about my everyday interactions with forms of art. I’m so sad to say that this will be my last post, as I am graduating in almost exactly two weeks.

Ink has allowed me to be an expert on whatever I want to be — from tattoos to trees to Manet and Picasso, I have been able to teach myself how to analyze all types of art and make them relevant to myself and hopefully my readers. Once I settle in wherever I end up, I hope to continue to blog in this way because I have never experienced such traceable self-growth in such a short period of time and I never want to stop exercising my critical thinking muscles and artistic impulses.

But enough blubbering already, there is so much wonderful art around us all of the time that I challenge everyone to embrace it, contemplate it, internalize it, and even write about it. The guidelines for this blog were simply to write art and write about art and it’s amazing to see where each Ink blogger took those instructions and follow all of our journeys of self-reflection and exploration of the wealth of the world. I can’t wait to see what the next group of bloggers will bring. Thank you Arts Ink for an amazing couple of years!