Art exists because, there is a formation of words and color. A formation of sound and rhyme. It has a way that only exists through yourself. Art finds a way to be heard, seen, felt. It becomes your best friend or your worst enemy. There are so many things or thoughts that art can create. Art is a creation of life, and life is a creation of art. I have always been grateful to art. Art has always been there for me, a way to go back and let my emotions spill on paper. It has built trust and a legacy of love. There is always a form of freedom. A willingness to be limitless and truthful.
Maybe put this section just after your first paragraph?Traveling should be considered an art form. It’s a form of expression. One that forces you to think and can never be interpreted the same way. Art becomes an experience with unlimited possibilities, one that comes from the heart with a purpose. I remember when I thought traveling was only for vacations, but now I have grown to believe in the well-being of others before myself. I have enjoyed giving back ever since day 1, and hope that can turn into forever.
CGA is an amazing organization, started in the Vail Valley, that lets ages 12-18 join a service trip and give back. To sign up, you have to submit a form, write an essay and attend an interview. The process is hard, but the outcome is the most rewarding I have ever had. Nepal, one of the countries that I have aspired to visit ever since I first signed up with CGA. A wonderful country filled with more than just the Himalayan mountain range. Such loving people and an interest sparking culture. In Nepal, we will be expanding the knowledge of kids in a school by the name of LISHA, located in Bhaktapur. We also get to visit families of the students and assist in the recovery from the 2015 earthquakes.
301 miles, and state qualifier? 6th grade Gaby would say you’re crazy. There are so many things that I am grateful for. One of those things being cross country. Something about those long runs, tear-jerking track workouts and silly inside jokes that make me want to run five kilometers against other people. Which we can all agree that is masochism at it’s finest. Apart loving to run for fun, I also like to photograph. I started taking pictures a couple years ago, and to be honest I don’t do it as much as I’d like to but I love it. Being able to look at something through a lens and capture that moment lets you into the paradise that is the world. Snowboarding, although I’m not a pro, I love getting out onto our beautiful mountainous home and enjoy from the top, and shredding it down.
I was born to two beautiful loving people. Tsvetelina, and Armando Fuentes. My mom is from Bulgarian descent, her name Tsvetelina meaning flowers and light. My dad of Mexican descent, his name Armando. I was then bombarded with a little brother, Armando. He is a blessing and a pain (as all people would say about their siblings.) I have been very gifted to have such an open-minded supporting family, that cares so much about one another’s successes, as well as the well-being of others and themselves. I also have two amazing half-sisters, Anna who is now a freshman in college and Paola who is a senior in highschool. Without the love and acceptance of this family I would have never been able to accomplish what I have done today. I believe that with all their excitement towards trying new things I was able to get new experiences to shape my life and my perspective into what it is now.
I love that art can be so magical. A story that is personalized. An even better notion that would likely cause a commotion in a wave. Of chorus. A beautiful symphony of colors and words. One that declares itself unique. A free will in itself through others. Waiting to be released. A simple but complex being of madness. You create out of sheer will to create. There is a fire that ignites when you want it to bloom. It becomes possible when you believe in what you have created. What will you create?
