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Applesauce, photosynthesis, awkward flying cows and mooses, and pudding. Nothing is the same! And yet here we are: a species of mindless robots with nothing to contribute to the growth of our imaginations. When was the last time we just took some time away from reality to ramble about a bunch of creative nonsense? We’re victims of what I call the Shut-Up syndrome; we don’t adequately express ourselves because all of the world’s critics. There’s nothing wrong with being far-fetched; Wanna hear a secret? I’m just as far-fetched and out there with the belief that the world is going to be invaded by blue dill pickles. My surrealism piece emphasizes my passion of just being out there without worrying about what the critics may say. I think that imagination is so strong, that it can create worlds, even if they are merely personal worlds that only exist inside of the galaxy within your head.
This ideology is seen in the red spheres against the black night sky. As red is typically associated with evil, critics to non-realistic ideas will naturally associate my far-fetched mind with bad thoughts, preventing them from spreading into the universe of my head which is encased behind the wall drawn in two-point perspective that they try to put up to stop me from utilizing my totally wonderful mind. The face leads to gateways, as the eyes are the windows to the soul, that lead to a series of line-dancers that represent celebrating the freedom of having a strong imagination, as well as my dream as I have had dreams of line dancing with a bunch of random cartoons. The foxes are all about being sneaky; no matter how hard you may try to contain my mind, it will always find its way out. The lion and waterfall reveals my inner strength to not accept being held back. The winged moose and cow heads come from my mind, as they are characters that I just randomly created during APUSH, because my mind just wonders without any rhyme or reason. The critics are seen all on top of the picture, where it is also seen that a fox and some line-dancers have escaped from the barricade, along with me sitting triumphantly on top of the wall. Basically, I’m proud of my imagination because I never let the critics bring me down, and I think that we as people forget that our imaginations, or lack thereof, shape us as individuals almost more than anything else. Now get out there and be spontaneous!