Art Lives in All of Us

For an art exhibit, an artist wanted me to make a sculpture for him. I thought this was an odd request, because I had never done anything like that, nor was I an artist. The artist thought it would be a good chance to prove that anyone could be an artist, regardless of their artistic background. I agreed to do it, but I had no idea what to make. The only thing I really knew how to do was weld, and then it hit me. I started finding scrap metal prices and planning for what would be my artistic masterpiece.

Since I was a welder, I would make a sculpture out of metal. Metal is often seen as something that is used by man and has the perception of being cold and sterile. I wanted to bring warmth and life to the metal, so I shaped it into the form of an animal. The animal that I felt conveyed life the most was a bird. I added movable wings and eyes to the metal bird, and even had it make noises when anyone gets too close to it. I didn’t think of it as an art project, but more as a labor of love.

I showed the artist my work and he was at a loss for words. I thought he hated it, but he actually loved it. He thought it was one of the most artistic things he had ever seen in his life. I thought it was just a really cool moving bird, but I guess that’s the point of art. People can see whatever they want to see in art, and even if you tell them it’s one thing, their interpretation can still be considered correct. Perceptions become warped and people get a more open mind about the world.