In Search of Form: The Art of Becoming (About Me)

 

Taking form in Art can mean many things, but taking form in life is something completely unknown.

Hello! My name is Fariska, but most of my loved ones call me Ari. I'm an 18-year-old artist majoring in Communicative Visual Design and am currently still in a Vocational high school.  I've lived most of my life as a wanderer— never sticking to one place and never belonging anywhere. When most of my friends have grounded themselves in goals and dreams, I found myself still drifting through the winds, almost as if I were dead. Because, as the saying goes, "only dead fish go with the current." 

That was until I found my passion for art.. Something amongst the pencil strokes and paint splatters breathed life back into me— now I simply cannot be without it. My earliest memories are not of birthdays or holidays, but of moments when colors spilled across pages, when music seemed to echo from the spaces between lines, and when the world, in all its chaos, briefly made sense through a brushstroke, a melody, a phrase. My mediums have changed over time—pencil became paint, paint became performance, performance became poetry. But the impulse remains the same: to translate the ineffable into form. To capture something fleeting—a feeling, a truth, a contradiction—and give it a place to breathe.

To be an artist is to walk willingly into the uncertain. It is to live inside a question rather than rush toward answers. Over the years, I’ve learned that art is not a fixed identity—it’s a continual becoming. It’s the humbling recognition that I am always in the process of becoming someone I have not yet met.

So if I were to stand here and tell you— truly tell you of who I am, I'd be lying. Because I, too, am still figuring it out.