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Eukaryon

The Art of Jessie from Heidi’s Perspective

Nia Alfaro
Lake Forest College
Lake Forest, Illinois 60045

I eagerly pushed through the doors of the art gallery that my Mother insisted I attend. I am filled with excitement and interest in the people I will encounter during the trip. The gallery was dedicated to some woman named Jessie whose work inspired many others. This is very boring thought Heidi as she walked around to view the artwork hung on the walls. Ok I saw this one and that one, now I’m on to the next one she thought, quickly glancing at the paintings and then proceeding to view the next one. Heidi ended up bumping into the artist herself whom she quickly learned was Jessie. Oh my gosh the artist; I want to know more about her and be her friend!

 

She seems to be very shy, Heidi recognized. “Hello, my name is Heidi.” There was a pause, and Jessie responded very directly, “Hello.” She doesn’t seem to be paying attention to me, all she does is shift her attention elsewhere observed Heidi. “I noticed there is a sun in several of your art pieces, that’s really interesting,” stated Heidi. “Yeah, the sun’s rays coordinate with myself.” What does she mean, “with herself”? Heidi continued to ask, “How does it coordinate with yourself?” Jessie’s expression changed, and she shouted “DON’T ASK ME THAT, I HAVE A SYSTEM!” Why did that question upset her so much, I only asked her why she feels a certain way.

 

Maybe I should shift the attention to her artwork and make her feel better. “When did you paint this one?” Jessie’s eyes followed Heidi’s finger and recognized her work. “That one I put together this year the 28th of August and finished it at exactly 3:53pm.” How did she

remember the date and time so precisely? I don’t even know what time of day 3:53pm is. I hate working with time, I can never understand that concept in which numbers correlate to specific increments in the day. “Wow, you remember all that exactly? I wish I could do that, I never understand things like that.” Jessie darted her eyes around the room, “Yeah, I’m really good at remembering dates and details like that. It’s actually really simple.” Why does she always seem distracted; I want to learn more about her.“This other painting is pretty too,” said Heidi. Wow, there are so many pretty colors, even the sunset looks  beautiful. I wish I could draw like that; my drawings are never as good as these. “Well, I really like showing the weather in a lot of my paintings. The weather interests me.” How strange, the weather isn’t that interesting to me. Jessie continued as she felt more comfortable, “Everyday I wake up and watch the weather channel because I need to know what the weather will be like.” Watching the weather channel everyday would be boring. “I would rather watch fun movies instead; the news is boring.” Jessie looked surprised, “NO! I must watch it every day; it’s part of my routine.”

 

I saw she was upset again. I would rather play with the three-dimensional art piece in the middle of the room. It looks fun, and I want to play. “Did you do that piece with the blocks right there? It looks fun to play with.” Jessie looked at the art and demonstrated how one could move the toy blocks to create different structures. She worked the blocks into a square and showed Heidi. I want to try; she did it so easily. “Here, I will move my blocks to look the same as yours.” Heidi moved the blocks together and when she finished, it resembled more of a misconfigured circle. She could tell from Jessie’s face that she wasn’t impressed. She looks a little bit confused, like I didn’t do

as good a job as her. I don’t understand why, because I think mine looks similar. “What’s wrong?” Jessie responded, “Well, it doesn’t look like mine at all, and it’s quite a mess. It’s not a square at all.” That really hurt my feelings. Is she aware thatthe things she says could hurt other people? “You know, that wasn’t  nice, and it hurt my feelings. I don’t like what you said.She doesn’t look like she feels bad for hurting my feelings  “I don’t understand. Are you upset because I was honest? What did I do wrong?” It’s strange; for some reason, she can’t see that I’m upset or read my emotions the same way I can read hers.

 

Heidi tried to change the subject once again, “What do you like to do on your free time? Do you play with friends too?” “No, I prefer to be by myself. I’m not a very social person,” Jessie said. I already knew that from her body language and emotions. She didn’t seem like someone who liked to socialize. I was holding most of the conversation. I wanted to go home now and play. “It was very nice to meet you, but I should go now.” Heidi walked out with her Mother and sat in the back car seat gazing out the window.

 

The conversation between Heidi and Jessie emphasized each of their individual characteristics in which their unique conditions brought out. They both recognized what made them different from one another and society by using comparisons to social norms. Heidi was able to recognize the unique talent that Jessie was able to embody through her art pieces and appreciate the differences that provoked this talent. In their interaction, we could see how they processed things and looked at one another. It was a lens of interest and curiosity which elicited these different perspectives. They both sought to interact and understand the limits within themselves, but also their individual strengths in which made them positively unique.

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