Some people think pursuing the arts is impractical, especially if you're coming from a background like mine. First-generation. Low-income. Black. Queer. Raised with love, but not always with the kind of support that tells you your dreams are valid. For a long time, I didn’t know I could even have dreams like this. Writing, acting, singing, making films that don’t ask for permission to exist. But art found me anyway. What motivates me to keep creating, even when the world feels heavy, is knowing that somewhere out there, someone like me is waiting for a story that reminds them they’re not alone. That they’re real. That their life has beauty and value even when society tells them otherwise. I write and make films because it’s how I process pain. Not just mine, but the inherited grief and joy of my community. I create because art has been a bridge between my inner world and the outside one, and without it, I don’t know who I’d be. The art I want to make doesn’t just reflect the world, it questions it, provokes it, and sometimes dares to imagine a better one. One of the projects I’m working on now is a short animated film I wrote and will narrate. It’s joyful and politically bold. A love letter to queer community spaces and the elders who made them possible. It’s about pleasure, survival, chosen family, and protest. All the things that make queer life feel sacred and real. It’s a celebration, but also an act of resistance, because joy itself can be revolutionary when you’ve been taught to hide it. I’m also building out a larger project, a series that blends fiction and history, with characters inspired by real-life queer and Black activists, artists, and spiritual leaders. It’s the kind of story that doesn’t just entertain, but teaches and preserves. A story that says: We were here. We are here. And we’re not done yet. With the rise of AI and automated creativity, it’s easy to feel overwhelmed. But honestly? I’m not afraid. Technology is just another tool, but it can’t replace soul. It can’t replicate the ache in someone’s voice when they tell the truth, or the quiet power of a story rooted in lived experience. It might write words, but it can’t feel what I feel when I write mine. So yes, I’ll experiment with AI and use it in my workflow when it helps. I’m not against innovation, I’m a student of it. But at the center of my work will always be the human spirit. I want the mess, the nuance, the contradictions. I want stories where the grammar is a little off because someone’s voice cracked in the middle of their sentence. I want truth, not perfection. I’m applying for this scholarship because I know I have something to give, and I want to be in rooms that help me shape it. NYU will give me access, mentorship, and collaborators who believe in storytelling as deeply as I do. But support like this scholarship would give me something else, a little less pressure, a little more breathing room, and a strong reminder that people believe in what I’m building. I create because I have to. Because stories saved me. And because one day, mine might save someone else.

When I was a kid, I used to perform imaginary award speeches in front of the bathroom mirror. One hand gripping a brush like a mic, the other pressed against my chest in dramatic sincerity. No one taught me to do that. It was just something in me, a knowing. A desire to speak truth into silence and to turn pain into something beautiful. I didn’t have the words for it back then, but I was already an artist. Growing up as a first-generation, low-income Black student, the world often made me feel small, unseen, or too much. Art, specifically storytelling through film, writing, and voice became the space where I could take up as much room as I needed. I’ve always been drawn to stories that center people like me: Black, queer, complex, and deeply human. But when I looked around at the media, galleries, or textbooks, I saw too many gaps, so I decided to become someone who could fill them. I’m pursuing a degree in Motion Pictures and Television because I believe in the power of art to preserve voices that might otherwise go unheard. Art is my way of speaking back to history and forward to the future. I don’t just want to make content, I want to make culture. I want to tell stories that move people to feel more deeply, think more critically, and dream more boldly. Much of my inspiration comes from the people I come from, especially my elders and ancestors. They didn’t have the luxury of dreaming the way I do. Some of them had to be storytellers out of survival. Others were artists and didn’t know it because no one ever called them that. I honor them through my work, and I hope to be the kind of ancestor who leaves behind joy, fire, and truth. One of my proudest recent works is a short film I created titled Father, available on YouTube. It’s an intimate piece. Part poetry, part prayer. Exploring generational wounds, longing, and the complicated dance between absence and legacy. Creating Father helped me process my own family history, while also offering something relatable to anyone who's navigated loss, silence, or hope. What inspires me most artistically is emotion. Not just personal emotion, but collective emotion. The way communities grieve, laugh, resist, and survive together. I love creating moments that feel familiar but also visionary. That make you say, “I’ve never seen it like that before, but I know that feeling.” I want to write scripts and direct scenes that ripple beyond the screen or page, that give people the language they didn’t know they needed. To me, art is sacred. It’s where politics, history, love, and imagination collide. It’s how we tell the truth without always using facts. It’s how I heal. And it’s how I plan to contribute to this world. Not by being perfect, but by being honest, brave, and creative. I know that choosing a life in the arts isn’t always easy, especially without a financial safety net. But it’s not a choice for me. It’s a calling. Receiving this scholarship wouldn’t just support my education; it would affirm that my story matters. That stories like mine are worth being seen, heard, and remembered.

Art has always been more than expression to me. It’s been survival, liberation, and connection. As a first-generation college student from a low-income Black family, my creative path has never been easy, but it’s always been necessary. I’m currently studying Motion Pictures and Television with an emphasis in screenwriting, and transferring to NYU’s Tisch School of the Arts this fall. My goal is to tell stories that center Black and queer lives narratives that often go untold or are misunderstood. To use my voice to illuminate the beauty, complexity, and resilience of communities like my own. Growing up, I didn’t see many reflections of myself on screen. The people who looked or loved like me were usually erased, sidelined, or stereotyped. But I found light in the cracks. A poem written late at night, a homemade short film shared with a few friends, a melody hummed under my breath while washing dishes. Each creative act became a quiet protest against invisibility. Storytelling became my way of making meaning out of chaos, grief, and longing. And now, I want to dedicate my life to helping others feel seen, understood, and empowered through art. My degree isn’t just a piece of paper — it’s a gateway to opportunity. It represents a promise to my younger self, who never thought she’d make it this far, and to all the kids who are still waiting for someone to tell their story with care. The discipline of screenwriting has taught me the importance of structure, pacing, and revision. Not just in scripts, but in life. Through my studies, I’ve also learned how to collaborate across differences, to give and receive feedback with grace, and to persevere through uncertainty. Especially when the odds feel stacked against me. Financial hardship is a constant in my life. My family has weathered loss, housing insecurity, and economic instability, and I often balance my artistic dreams with the realities of survival. I’m on SNAP, and every dollar counts. But what I lack in resources, I make up for in drive. I write even when I’m tired. I record voiceovers in closets. I take online jobs to afford basic equipment. And I keep going because I believe in the power of art to break cycles and build bridges. The legacy of Patrick Copney, someone who loved music and art deeply resonates with me. I, too, want to leave a legacy rooted in love, creativity, and upliftment. I want to make films that explore both the joys and struggles of marginalized life. I want to mentor youth who, like me, need encouragement and space to dream. And I want to continue growing as an artist who isn’t afraid to be bold, honest, and vulnerable. Receiving this scholarship would not only ease the financial burden of my transition to NYU, but also affirm that my story matters, and that someone believes in my vision. I am deeply committed to honoring that belief through the work I create and the lives I touch. Thank you for considering my application and for supporting students like me who are using art to heal and transform the world.