Auckland Art Gallery Toi o Tāmaki
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I've always loved Art - and it has been a huge part of my life ever since I first learned to draw properly, from my sister, at age 7. But I can't say that I've always appreciated Art, especially in galleries. I always found myself a bit fidgety after an hour or two, and then we'd leave.
I think that over the last year I've grown. A lot. Learnt a lot, experienced a lot, and well, I suppose matured a bit. I was the one who initiated a trip to the Auckland Art Gallery, with my mum, for once, and I think for the first time I actually really enjoyed every minute.
Maybe my patience has increased, or as the years go by, I've come to appreciate how complex and beautiful the mind of an Artist is. This appreciation actually began from my Art teacher at school - talking to her, and watching how she works amazes me every day.
Looking back, I think it was simply how deep I allowed my mind to think. Yes, I may have always been quite a creative and I suppose, artistic child, but I sort of saw everything as black and white. If it was straight up a realistic or 'pretty' picture, the artwork didn't really interest me. I often struggled to 'understand' the meaning of pieces, especially modern art, and just didn't care really.
As we went through the museum, with some of the more contemporary artworks mum would just stand there, a bit baffled. When she asked me what the meaning was I replied, "mum, I don't think the 'actual' meaning matters really. It's all down to how you, as an individual, interpret it."
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Hannah
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