Hunter Troescher, grade 11
I’ve been drawing ever since I was little. Whenever I was bored I would grab my 250 pack of crayons and doodle my heart out. A few months after my 6th birthday I met my best friend. She was so good at art and I had always looked up to her. I wanted to be able to draw just like her. We would draw together all the time and I worked hard to try and get to her artistic level. Eventually art became more than wanting to meet her expectations. I didn’t want to get better for just her anymore. It made me happy. I would draw when I was depressed or stressed out. It helped to pull me out of this gray feeling like when my best friend jumped off the Ben Franklin Bridge or when my parents divorced and when I was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer. Being a junior now and having to start deciding what I want to do with my life, art came to mind. I’ve never been great when it comes to school work so I thought to do what made me happy, what I enjoyed doing, and I realized I wanted to pursue a career in art.