2) I have a sort of love/hate feeling towards her work. I love the fact that she puts together all of these different types of pieces and make them look so good together. I just don't like the images she uses. It gives me a sort dark and ominous feeling.
Part B
Cringe Factor
a. I'm not embarrassed by any drawing or work of art that I've done in the past because when I draw or paint I do it to please my standards, not those of society. I do, however, have a picture of myself in the past of how I use to dress that I am deeply embarrassed by.
This picture was taken around June of 2003, I was 12 years old. I remember that day perfectly. My brother, a couple of friends, and I were having a water balloon fight right after school. My mom wanted a quick picture so my brother and I quickly posed and ran off right away. My right hand was cutoff but I was holding a water balloon. Anyways, I'll start from the top. I was wearing a du-rag to keep my braids neat. Yes, I once had braids. Never again will I grow my hair out to get braids. My shirt, or rather should I say blanket, was 4 XL size because back then, wearing really big shirts was in style. Then I was wearing some shorts that you can barely see due to the extremely large shirt that nearly went over my shorts. Like I said, back then the style was one would wear really big shirts and really baggy pants.
2) The transition in style from back then to now is mind blowing. People now a days wear the complete opposite of back then. Slim or skinny jeans and small shirts. The way I dress now is similar to today's norms. I just don't wear my jeans to skinny as some would wear them, my shirts not too small either. But that is only when I go out with friends to the movies or events. Usually either going to the park or going to school I wear sweats, a hoody, and basketball sneakers because that is how I am most comfortable. I don't like my movements to feel even the slightest bit constricted. Pretty much I rather be ready to play basketball at any given moment.

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