Nicole Choi ’20
Funnily enough, when I applied to Pomona, the one major I told myself not to choose was art. Now, as a senior art major, I can confidently say my choice was the right one and the best way I could have spent my time at Pomona. The art major is incredible because it provides so much freedom within the support of a tight-knit community. Instead of specializing in one medium, I have had the opportunity to develop meaningful experience across the board in darkroom photography, sculpture, drawing, oil painting and more. Professors also encourage you to bring your own perspective to the table. I have never been told there is only one way to render something; I have often been encouraged to pursue alternative, nontraditional methods. With the unparalleled space and resources of the Studio Art Hall building, this is all possible, not to mention grants that cover supplies not already provided.
The liberal arts also make the art major very unique. What I study in my other courses directly informs the work I make, often exposing me to ideas and issues I want to visualize. Thereby, I have developed a strong research based artistic practice exploring narratives around race, gender and identity. The art major at Pomona has also helped me pursue many professional opportunities, without sacrificing my personal interests. My professional skill-set now includes photography, graphic design and more generally problem-solving and creativity—partnered with strong critical thinking, writing and communication skills. Majoring in art at Pomona has helped me present myself as a unique and successful candidate for internship and job opportunities in a variety of industries.
The art major at Pomona is supportive in every sense of the word. I am so grateful for how it has shaped my time here and how it will continue to do so after graduation.
Sei-kashe M’pfunya ’21
When I attempt to remember the moment, I knew I would be art major it’s quite fitting to my character that it didn’t happen the day I declared.
I remember declaring first semester on a normal day as if I was picking up mail, a simple day-today routine. I didn’t tell anyone or post three very candid sun-kissed photos on Instagram. I actually only remember being asked by a friend as the moment when I declared myself as an art major. I would say the moment that could be a realization of why I love art was when I was sitting on Marston Quad doing watercolor improvisations for a drawing class. I was sun-kissed then, too.
In that moment I remember feeling so happy and content because I was painting in and of itself. I didn’t have an objective or a plan. My entire consciousness was speaking to me from echoes, patterns and instances of myself in the world at different times. I understood that I am never going to reach a point where I will know what kind of artist or person I will be.
Art lets me realize and visualize the complexities and the nature of what it means to be a human being in a non-linear timeline.
A quote that truly has been humbling to me about being an artist or an intellectual in this world was one I found at the MOMA in New York said by Max Ernst, a German artist of the surrealist and Dada era. He said “When the artist finds himself, he is lost. The fact that he has succeeded in never finding himself is regarded as his only lasting achievement.”