Ive been thinking all day what I could possibly blog about this week. I'm somewhat sick of Power and although I find it to be a good read I just want to put it to rest for now. Instead I thought I'd focus on what has been consuming my thoughts since 12 am yesterday...portfolio reviews (small text signifying the tension it causes in my brain)
After setting up my work, I was overwhelmed with a sense of satisfaction. even though I dont really like each of the pieces that I did, I felt accomplished with it all right there in front of me. That night I felt at ease and thought this review shouldn't be so bad, that was until I talked to Corrine, she seemed quite nervous about it and the more I talked to her the more nervous I became. Thats when the trouble started.
When I woke up the first thing I thought was, REVIEWS TODAY- great. As I got there around one I was able to see a few students go before me. they made me feel better because it didn't seem as stressful as I had thought...that is until it was my turn..DUN DUN DUNNNN...
I enjoyed doing the review and I'm usually pretty good about receiving criticism and although Krista warned us not to focus on the negative comments, I couldnt help myself. The biggest thing that bothered me was on my invisible cities collage piece, a piece that happens to be one of my favorites. I guess doing work in black and white anymore is bad? I really liked that part of my project because it was different from everyone else's, and I thought it looked friggen sweet. Well, apparently not.
Ahhhhh, now I feel much better, hopefully this will let me sleep peacefully tonight!
p.s. i like my collage
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Name: _____________
A name contains more than just the letters it consists of.
I didnt always like my name. As a young girl I wanted a cooler name, a popular name. I then remember asking my mom why she named me Caroline. I found out it was after her twin sister. Although they were very different, she always admired her for her free spirit. She told me how much I reminded her of her sister, not only my looks but my personality as well. As I've gotten older I am frequently told how strangely alike we are. Right after my mom got married, in her young twenties, she found out while her sister was in New Zealand, she was in a terrible car accident. She never returned from that trip. After hearing I was named after my aunt and the amazing woman she was, I realized how special it was. From there on i never complained about my name, on the contrary I took a strong liking to it.
What I find so strange is that before I was even welcomed to this earth my name was picked out for me. So how is that I resemble her in so many ways yet came from my mom who is soo different from her. I think it is a gift from god. I know my mom misses her every day, but i think it is helpful to her that she still has a part of her sister with her but in me.
After reading Lucy and Power, we see how meaningful names are and how they reflect our personality in such odd ways. In Power, Omishto's name means "the one who watches." This completely reflects her personality. She is always very observant with all of her surroundings. She also watches Ama and her mother and observes the differences between them.
It is truly interesting to think about the meaning of a name and how one's name compares to their character, especially after seeing how strangely alike they can be.
I didnt always like my name. As a young girl I wanted a cooler name, a popular name. I then remember asking my mom why she named me Caroline. I found out it was after her twin sister. Although they were very different, she always admired her for her free spirit. She told me how much I reminded her of her sister, not only my looks but my personality as well. As I've gotten older I am frequently told how strangely alike we are. Right after my mom got married, in her young twenties, she found out while her sister was in New Zealand, she was in a terrible car accident. She never returned from that trip. After hearing I was named after my aunt and the amazing woman she was, I realized how special it was. From there on i never complained about my name, on the contrary I took a strong liking to it.
What I find so strange is that before I was even welcomed to this earth my name was picked out for me. So how is that I resemble her in so many ways yet came from my mom who is soo different from her. I think it is a gift from god. I know my mom misses her every day, but i think it is helpful to her that she still has a part of her sister with her but in me.
After reading Lucy and Power, we see how meaningful names are and how they reflect our personality in such odd ways. In Power, Omishto's name means "the one who watches." This completely reflects her personality. She is always very observant with all of her surroundings. She also watches Ama and her mother and observes the differences between them.
It is truly interesting to think about the meaning of a name and how one's name compares to their character, especially after seeing how strangely alike they can be.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Power
As I pulled this book out from under my bed I instantly got excited. I know you aren't supposed to judge a book by its cover--but i figure with all of us being young artists we all probably do. Anyways, this cover struck me right away, not just the picture on the art but the feel of the book itself. Maybe it's because all my previous but books were used and crappy but the feeling of a new book with an eerie photograph on the front just got me real excited to crack it open.
The first thing I did was read the back cover. I was taken back because the description/synopsis did not match the cover photo, however, it still looked like an interesting read.
After finishing the first chapter i thought to myself how cool this book was going to be. Ive never read a book with tribal people set in the jungle. I have always wondered what the lives of those people are like. It's so different from how we live our lives. Basically their world is the land of the tribe and they live much simpler than we do. I can never tell if i would love that or hate it.
As i got into the second chapter i realized the picture in my head didn't match up with what i was starting to read. In the first chapter i pictured Omishto in a loin cloth with tribal paint on her face. But then when i heard of her sister wearing her dress and her "stepfather" the life i thought they lived was apparently quite wrong. I'm still a little confused with their lifestyle and how civilized/not civilized it is. I'm very excited for what's to happen next and to have a better understanding of that part of the world.
The first thing I did was read the back cover. I was taken back because the description/synopsis did not match the cover photo, however, it still looked like an interesting read.
After finishing the first chapter i thought to myself how cool this book was going to be. Ive never read a book with tribal people set in the jungle. I have always wondered what the lives of those people are like. It's so different from how we live our lives. Basically their world is the land of the tribe and they live much simpler than we do. I can never tell if i would love that or hate it.
As i got into the second chapter i realized the picture in my head didn't match up with what i was starting to read. In the first chapter i pictured Omishto in a loin cloth with tribal paint on her face. But then when i heard of her sister wearing her dress and her "stepfather" the life i thought they lived was apparently quite wrong. I'm still a little confused with their lifestyle and how civilized/not civilized it is. I'm very excited for what's to happen next and to have a better understanding of that part of the world.
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