I'm Christalynn ford I'm 18, a junior in high school and I live in Texas, I wish to attend SMU meadows school of the arts. I love to draw and spend a lot of time on it to make it look like what I see, I have a strong passion for drawing and that is where most of my talent lies. I draw from what I see or sometimes what I imagine, but what art really comes from is the soul of what you feel and see around you. For art is the way we act and piece of who we art. I see art as a way to express feelings and all that we have seen and been through. Sometimes I let my imagination get the best of me in the end but again isn't that the whole point? Art inspires me in so many ways, that if I see it then I know I can do it. For art is more than just drawing or words, it's the freedom to show and express just who you are, art is a beautiful structure and if we are a piece of art ourself then we must be as precious as the work we place upon the shelf. As I scribble my thoughts onto a blank page, my mind is overwhelmed with a spectacular outcome. Art is like a newborn flower beginning to bloom because we allow our imagination to be limited but to be precise our creative posture allows us to be nothing more than what we provide. So the point is art is my talent and how I choose to embrace it is all up to me.

Art inspires me in so many ways, I see it and I want to draw, I feel the energy pulse through my bones and I can feel the lead pure out onto the paper that rest upon the desk. There are so many different types of art and many ways that you can view it But through my eyes, they are not blind for they see the colors, the blood, and sweat that was put into the work that sits upon us today. For art is a beautiful thing and to see it, is a gift stole upon us. Now I may not know as much as I should but I know art and what my ancestors did to get here today. My skin, my eyes, the bottom of my soles melt away is a piece of art that I leave behind every day. My color, my complexion is a gift of art that lies within my soul itself. Art is words, art is paintings, is freedom, is drawings that shows where we've been and what we may have seen, art is how I show the real me. For my color says enough, my words sometimes go unheard, but my art is what people listen to when I speak loud enough. Time may go on, and some may wonder what was time when all is gone, but it inspires me to show the things I have seen, express my feelings, through the pencil that I hold, from the lead that breaks off the end, from the tip of the point where I press down to show the feelings I have of art, to the breaking point of the outcome. Art is more than just one thing or one word, it is within me to speak my peace to draw with my feelings. For you see I like to write poems and art takes the form all, the skin stuck to my bones the color of my eyes, the hair that I wear is what makes me art of myself. The jewelry I may wear or the way I dress for fashion, the shoes I put on are all a part of me, for I am still a piece of art within myself you see. Art is all around us, in everything we do, and in the place we go, art is who we are and who some of us wish to become. I am inspired by art and wish to show mine as well, but I have to start at a small step and one day will soon get there. My dream is to go to college to study illustration art and graduate with a bachelor's degree in art, Then maybe a little later on in life open up my own studio and share my art with the world, but for now, I'm going to go one day at a time to reach my goal.

Art inspires me in so many ways, I see it and I want to draw, I feel the energy pulse through my bones and I can feel the lead pure out onto the paper that rest upon the desk. There are so many different types of art and many ways that you can view it But through my eyes, they are not blind for they see the colors, the blood, and sweat that was put into the work that sits upon us today. For art is a beautiful thing and to see it, is a gift stole upon us. Now I may not know as much as I should but I know art and what my ancestors did to get here today. My skin, my eyes, the bottom of my soles melt away is a piece of art that I leave behind every day. My color, my complexion is a gift of art that lies within my soul itself. Art is words, art is paintings, is freedom, is drawings that shows where we've been and what we may have seen, art is how I show the real me. For my color says enough, my words sometimes go unheard, but my art is what people listen to when I speak loud enough. Time may go on, and some may wonder what was time when all is gone, but it inspires me to show the things I have seen, express my feelings, through the pencil that I hold, from the lead that breaks off the end, from the tip of the point where I press down to show the feelings I have of art, to the breaking point of the outcome. Art is more than just one thing or one word, it is within me to speak my peace to draw with my feelings. For you see I like to write poems and art takes the form all, the skin stuck to my bones the color of my eyes, the hair that I wear is what makes me art of myself. The jewelry I may wear or the way I dress for fashion, the shoes I put on are all a part of me, for I am still a piece of art within myself you see. Art is all around us, in everything we do, and in the place we go, art is who we are and who some of us wish to become. I am inspired by art and wish to show mine as well, but I have to start at a small step and one day will soon get there. My dream is to go to college to study illustration art and graduate with a bachelor's degree in art, Then maybe a little later on in life open up my own studio and share my art with the world, but for now, I'm going to go one day at a time to reach my goal. I think is important that the world sees my art and hears my voice through what they see. Feel all that I have been through and picture the world on how I see it, all because my art is a spitting image of who I am.

Art inspires me in so many ways, I see it and I want to draw, I feel the energy pulse through my bones and I can feel the lead pure out onto the paper that rest upon the desk. There are so many different types of art and many ways that you can view it But through my eyes, they are not blind for they see the colors, the blood, and sweat that was put into the work that sits upon us today. For art is a beautiful thing and to see it, is a gift stole upon us. Now I may not know as much as I should but I know art and what my ancestors did to get here today. My skin, my eyes, the bottom of my soles melt away is a piece of art that I leave behind every day. My color, my complexion is a gift of art that lies within my soul itself. Art is words, art is paintings, is freedom, is drawings that shows where we've been and what we may have seen, art is how I show the real me. For my color says enough, my words sometimes go unheard, but my art is what people listen to when I speak loud enough. Time may go on, and some may wonder what was time when all is gone, but it inspires me to show the things I have seen, express my feelings, through the pencil that I hold, from the lead that breaks off the end, from the tip of the point where I press down to show the feelings I have of art, to the breaking point of the outcome. Art is more than just one thing or one word, it is within me to speak my peace to draw with my feelings. For you see I like to write poems and art takes the form all, the skin stuck to my bones the color of my eyes, the hair that I wear is what makes me art of myself. The jewelry I may wear or the way I dress for fashion, the shoes I put on are all a part of me, for I am still a piece of art within myself you see. Art is all around us, in everything we do, and in the place we go, art is who we are and who some of us wish to become. I am inspired by art and wish to show mine as well, but I have to start at a small step and one day will soon get there. My dream is to go to college to study illustration art and graduate with a bachelor's degree in art, Then maybe a little later on in life open up my own studio and share my art with the world, but for now, I'm going to go one day at a time to reach my goal.

I'm 17 and a junior in high school, I have three siblings but I am not the youngest I have one younger brother Cameron and two older siblings, Darius and Lexi. For the longest, I thought I knew what I wanted to be. when I was just a little girl I wanted to take every little stray I saw on the streets home but at the time there was nothing I could do. I wanted to help as much as possible even if that meant not eating all my food at dinner and sneaking the rest out to feed the cats or stray dogs. I don't know why I did it but there was a spot in my heart that cared for them. As I grow older each day I still know I would do the same no matter what but I also grew a passion for art, doesn't mean my feelings have changed just means I found something else I like to do. I found an interest in art and for drawing, I spend a lot of time drawing or sketching out pictures or whatever just happens to come to mind. What I wish to achieve one day is to be an illustration artist and maybe someday open up a gallery to share my art with the world but you have to start small and work your way to that goal. One of my greatest challenges was growing up to face the world. Here I am only 17 and still think I know it all, even with my mom I always have to have the last word, it's quite funny actually but gets me into some trouble, and to think I would learn from it, I just keep doing it as if I didn't hurt me the first or the last time. Although I have changed over time, I am still working to improve because I know there's always a chance somewhere to do better, as my dad tells me a 70 anyone can get, and an 80 well sweetie you're trying but not there yet, but you see a 90, well that's the just the beginning because that 100 at the end is your golden ticket to success and you will go big places you just have to believe. For every day that goes by I think to myself I've learned something new because I tried, I failed but I got back up and tried again and have yet to succeed but when I do I know at the end it was all worth it because I didn't give up, I kept going to see the final outcome. The whole point is no matter what, life is always going to be our greatest challenge and it will always knock you down no matter how many times you get back up. So, if someone was to ask me what did I learn from this I would say I learn a little about life and not to give up. For all the times I fell in mud or the name's people called me, I still got back up and walked with my head high and told myself one day I will be somebody, one day I will be the one to make a change, all because I believed because I still believe there is hope out there.

One of my greatest challenges was growing up to face the world. Here I am only 17 and still think I know it all, even with my mom I always have to have the last word, it's quite funny actually but gets me into some trouble, and to think I would learn from it, I just keep doing it as if I didn't hurt me the first or the last time. Although I have changed over time, I am still working to improve because I know there's always a chance somewhere to do better, as my dad tells me a 70 anyone can get, and an 80 well sweetie you're trying but not there yet, but you see a 90, well that's the just the beginning because that 100 at the end is your golden ticket to success and you will go big places you just have to believe. For every day that goes by I think to myself I've learned something new because I tried, I failed but I got back up and tried again and have yet to succeed but when I do I know at the end it was all worth it because I didn't give up, I kept going to see the final outcome. The whole point is no matter what, life is always going to be our greatest challenge and it will always knock you down no matter how many times you get back up. So, if someone was to ask me what did I learn from this I would say I learn a little about life and not to give up. For all the times I fell in mud or the name's people called me, I still got back up and walked with my head high and told myself one day I will be somebody, one day I will be the one to make a change, all because I believed because I still believe there is hope out there. Although I have asked myself a million times what does it say about me, but now I finally understand what is actually mean, it means that only I can control my life and if I believe I can achieve anything that comes my way, so what I want to achieve now is to be an illustrator artist, that is my goal. For the longest, I thought hey I want to be a vet but turns out I was wrong because I have a passion for drawing and it doesn't mean I don't love animals because I do but I also know that my heart lays somewhere else and we have to follow in what we believe in or else it will fade away. Now that I know what I want to be a do what I love all the time but I still make time for the other things I love, like animals. So what I hope to achieve one day is to open my own art gallery and share my art with the world but for now I have to start small because it's still a start to somewhere.

My teacher Mrs. Jaiswal has inspired me a lot, she has worked with me a lot and made sure I was where I needed to be. She even kept me on track with a lot of things. Mrs. Jaiwal is one of the reasons why I still want to pursue my career to be a veterinarian. Through my freshmen year, I made a lot of mistakes always going to class after the bell are not paying attention in class when I should be but Mrs. Jaiswal made sure I was always on task when I should be even though I would just wander off and start doing something else she kept me straight. Most times she would have me sit at the front of the class so she could keep an eye on me, but she knew I was just being a typical teenager. Now that I have her again for my junior year, I am actually happy about that because I know she will help me out in the areas in need of help. Mrs.Jaiswal is one of the most inspirational teachers that I know of because she loves her students most important her job, so she tries to keep us all going to be and do something with our lives. Honestly, Mrs.Jaiswal is one of the best teachers there is, when I was feeling done she would call me out and ask me if I wanted to talk or if I need anything, and that kinda made me feel better throughout my day. Even when I didn’t have her class I would still walk by just to tell her hi, and she would ask how I’m feeling and doing, she is probably the most concerning teacher. Although Mrs. Jaiswal said she would only help if you put forward your best effort, but that wasn’t the case she always helped everybody to make sure they got some type of grade. Mrs. Jaiswal, you are truly one of the best teachers that I know. Christalynn Ford

Enough For all the things you do, is more than enough. All the time you spend at work, just to keep a roof over us. There are no words to say how much I appreciate everything you have done, so I wrote you this poem to show you the love. I see all that you do and I know its rough, but you make through with a smile on your face is more than enough. The long days and hard night you stand in the kitchen to make a hot meal is very kind. Always thinking about others first, never yourself, so you serve yourself last, I guess that's you being you. Through the laughs and joys, we share at the end of the day ill be able to say mom, I love you because you do everything to keep us safe, a smile on our face, you do for or needs and for sure our want that's why you will always be more than enough.

One of my greatest challenges was growing up to face the world. Here I am only 17 and still think I know it all, even with my mom I always have to have the last word, it's quite funny actually but gets me into some trouble, and to think I would learn from it, I just keep doing it as if I didn't hurt me the first or the last time. Although I have changed over time, I am still working to improve because I know there's always a chance somewhere to do better, as my dad tells me a 70 anyone can get, and an 80 well sweetie you're trying but not there yet, but you see a 90, well that's the just the beginning because that 100 at the end is your golden ticket to success and you will go big places you just have to belive. For every day that goes by I think to myself I've learned something new because I tried, I failed but I got back up and tried again and have yet to succeed but when I do I know at the end it was all worth it because I didn't give up, I kept going to see the final outcome. The whole point is no matter what, life is always going to be our greatest challenge and it will always knock you down no matter how many times you get back up. So, if someone was to ask me what did I learn from this I would say I learn a little about life and not to give up. For all the times I fell in mud or the name's people called me, I still got back up and walked with my head high and told myself one day I will be somebody, one day I will be the one to make a change, all because I believed because I still believe there is hope out there.