Tiffinnie - Highschool art class

In highschool there were a few things that were horrible... being tripped and kicked and pushed... but all of that went away the minute I walked into the art room. Freshman year that room became a sort of sanctuary for me... The shredded aluminum cans painted and pushed together hanging from the light fixtures by fishing wire, large plaster masks sculpted and painted and clear coated hanging from the walls above the whiteboard. Wire sculptures sat on the filing cabinets. The room was full of large tables and the room was a creativity breeding ground. The teacher made it feel safe and calming and fun. Entering that room was like entering a whole different world. Art was my favorite subject, my comfort zone.