Apples to apples to better apples
Tell us about the most significant challenge you’ve faced or something important that didn't go according to plan. How did you manage the situation?(*) (200-250 words)
The answer to “How ’bout them apples?” is that apples are hard. Seriously, drawing apples was hard. Trial after trial, I would draw that apple for four hours. Even then, my drawing portrayed a lifeless lump of dough. Consequently, the crux of my art odyssey was dubbed “The Enigma of the Apple.”
I scoured the web. Apples. I go to a grocery store. Apples. I open my AP Calculus notebook. Apples. Terribly drawn apples, but still, apples. I don’t know why I draw any more than I know why there are apple sketches in my math notebooks. I just keep drawing. This past summer, I finally completed a pencil sketch of a hand holding an apple, but this “Mona Lisa” achievement was monochromatic without the sanguine of a Red Delicious.
In my AP Art Studio class, I found myself facing an apple on my desk. Not good enough. Thus, I spent an hour rearranging the apple — now accompanied by a wine bottle, cloth, and roses — as the centerpiece to an elaborate still-life. For the next month, I grounded my Prismacolor pencils into my paper until my piece was replete with a glossy, waxy finish.
I took it home to show my parents. They stared at it in stunned silence for a while. I fidgeted with my fingers. Did I mess up? My father asked, “Did you paint that?”
I realized how far my apple drawings have come.
I laughed and said, “This is colored pencil, not acrylic.”