Governmental Collage

So this year, as you probably already know if you for some reason are on my "Art Blog", the art minions had to do a collage to represent their feelings on a topic relating to the upcoming election. (Politic project).

I care most about Gay Rights and how, of course, they are almost nonexistent with today's (generally) close-minded society.The collage I have made is more symbolism instead of just a pretty picture, as usual. I care very much about this project and topic, and please, excuse me if I go into too much detail or bore you with the length.

Things in my collage, along with the obvious "gay" symbolism (rainbow, male&male symbols, etc.)

-The word "Bizzare" and a definition from an old vocabulary book of mine. The definition reads as, "Weird or fantastic", and that is just what I find homosexuality and coming out to be. Not weird, not fantastic, but a combination of the both.
-The statement, "Find a new adjective", which is extremely important to me, because it is speaking about the use of the word "gay" and how today the word is used to describe something "odd" or "stupid" in a very negative way. "Gay" should not be synonymous with "Crappy". At all, for any reason.
-"The RIGHT to pursue HAPPINESS" in stenciled letters. Marriage is a form of pursuing happiness, and I think it is an abomination that people want to take that away from other people. I thought we lived in a "newer world", but apparently the only discrimination that has been lifted from the law is minorities...and that still exists. What an evolution.
-A giant swirl-like white portion of the paper (I cannot describe it in words), with a peach color on the sides. This is to represent that we are all still flesh and blood, regardless of orientation. The swirl is there as apposed to a straight line, which would represent heterosexuals.
-The "fog" above all these words is to represent the fact that most people ignore all the underlying factors of why all people should be allowed to get married.
-The "dripping" coming off the side was, honestly, just to look pleasant, but within the design are all the principles that build a marriage, and all things everyone hopes to get when in love, such as: acceptance, sympathy, love, desire, compassion, etc.

Stressful as it was, this topic is one of those that matters to me the most, and I'm glad my hard work shows it.

My thoughts

So, I actually managed to do the aforementioned projects within a day, and though they weren't easy, I am proud of myself for accomplishing so much in such little time.
I have no pictures as of right now, for I am typing on a school computer and an SD card slot is not available. I wish you could see my collage, even though it is no where near my favorite artwork of mine.

This post has art in it, but is not necessary, as other posts are. This is a "if you really care enough to read stuff on my blog" exclusive. Hoo-ray.

Ms Hanlon gave me $20 to buy the canvas I need and paint her an abstract work of art. This excites me for I already know what I want to use the $10 profit on. Babies-R-Us called me last night about an interview on Friday. I hope I get a job. I need money to buy my friends Christmas gifts.
 The "Friends Of Rachel" club is handing out lollipops for free sometime soon with cute quotes attached to them about friendship and acceptance. I thought of the idea, and I must say I'm honestly quite proud of it.

My "icon" on blogger is a painting I made over the summer. Here's a picture of it:
I'm calling it: My Purple Painting for a lack of a better name at the time I made it. I don't really name them abnormal things. I haven't signed this one, either. I don't plan to sell it until I'm older, if at all.

I wish more people appreciated paintings/had the money for them.

I want to sell my Green Painting and the Element-esque Painting as well, but they are both my favorites and no one elses, apparently. Oh well. Maybe I'll keep them until I'm older since I love them so much.

I'm not good at drawing or painting pictures of THINGS, I realized, because that's not what I'm interested in. I have no talent in this department.
I love colors and this is why I care about abstract painting. The colors blend and create such wonderful beauty. I have no objection when I paint besides color codes.

I've been thinking a lot about what I want to do after highschool, lately.

These are all my current thoughts. 

ERMEGERD...SHOES

So, I never did this post because I never finished my "Shoe drawing" and I never found it when I lost it in my room until now. I plan to work on my shoe drawing today, and pictures will be added later.
I care not for that assignment, I must admit, for I don't find it to be an interesting drawing at all. I like where my shoe looks now, though, due to the tint of the paper it is drawn on and the style of shoe I had drawn.
I haven't been caring about art much this year, honestly, but that's going to stop and tomorrow morning I plan to hand Mrs. Kiick 2 completed assignments, both my drawing of a shoe that I'm not too fond of, and a presidential collage, which surprisingly I'm finding more frustrating than anything. I'll keep ya posted soon enough.


EDIT:

I did the shoe drawing and the collage, as planned. Unlike everyone else's show drawing, however, mine did not shade, although that was the initial assignment. I had lost my drawing until after it was due, and even if I hadn't, I can almost guarantee I would not have shaded the shoe in, due to my lack of desire to. Shading isn't for me, and I learned this last year, whilst trying to shade in drawings at the end of each marking period. Yuck.

I ended up coloring in (very thickly) the laces of the shoes, and for the most part, anything that was originally white. However, the Converse star is normally surrounded by white, and I left it this way. 
I do not hate it as much as I had originally, since I did not follow the "rules", honestly. It's not too bad a drawing.

I have arrived.

I'm back! And art is fantabulous! I spent some time over the Summer painting pictures that I'm somewhat fond of, and wasting my life away. I am okay with this.

But now, it is time to wake up every morning at 6:30am and get back to school. Though this year things are going to be much much much different. I say that a lot, as all children do, but I'm actually setting it in motion this time. I'm doing extra curriculum and trying harder in all my classes -- the improvement is impressive and scary at the same time.

Art class will be, as it was last year, my outlet for all my stress and frustration of school and life in general.

My blog is my release into even farther comfort.

I can't wait to get started ^  u  ^

So I'd already made this post & of course a wild kitten appeared and stepped on the keyboard deleting all progress. That happens often nowadays..

This year started out terribly. I never came to art class, handed everything in late, and was about 100% unenthusiastic. It appears that the end of the year is ending this way, as well.
I have realized this and plan to cease this process before it gets out of hand and drags on to next year.

Next year WILL be different. Many kids say this and then never change anything. I am known to be one of these kids.

I have reason to do otherwise this year. I have become more self aware in one school year than I thought possible in any human being. Whether my emotions are negative or positive, I am learning to control them and this is a huge step forward in all aspects of my life. Teachers, friends, and art have helped me discover who I am at a brilliant speed. Now all I have to do is use this knowledge to my advantage and fix all the broken parts of me I had thought were over and done with.


I will be a better person next year. My art experience has been a self journey, rather than an actual art experience.


 Art class is a drug for me. It temporarily dulls the pain of life, causes some stress, but in the end I say "Ill do better tomorrow", & I stick to what I'm doing.


I will continue to rely on art next year as I will for the rest of my life.
Without my sophomore Creative Arts class, I never would have realized this, among other things.


Next year should be a good one. 

Slideshow?

This Slideshow Sucks - photo slideshow

Testin from my house, dawg.

Edgar Degas

Edgar Degas was a French artist born on July 19, 1834 in Paris, to a family with 4 other siblings. His mother had died at a young age, leaving his father and grandfather to be the adults of the home. Degas had gone to law school to please his father, soon leaving, and going to an art school instead. Neglecting to stick to this plan, he then traveled for three years in Italy. After the Franco-Prussian War in 1872 was over, he began to stay with his uncle in New Orleans. Just a year after his return to Paris, his father dies, and it is discovered that his brother has astounding business debts. Degas must then attempt to make art for the purpose of selling it, upon also losing his home, and a number of artworks he had inherited to help restore his family’s name. Many years later, once all the debt was settled, he was able to buy a number of artworks from some of his favorite artists. He grew a passion for photography and had a taste for working by lamplight, as depicted in many of his paintings. He never had married, and spent the last days of his life in Paris before dying September of 1917.

~I like this artist because when I first looked up his work, I looked up his portraits. His portraits, it turns out, are known to be depictions of human isolation, which is something I favor. When I then moved on to the other paintings of his, I was intrigued by the lighting angles, and how he paints the different lighting on each woman’s body perfectly,(in his paintings of ballerinas,) as if to bring you into the actual show itself.

  The Star

What stood out, to me, in this picture is the fantastic lighting and detail. Though it’s not too apparent what’s happening in the background, it’s easy to see that he focuses on the lighting reflected in the ballerina’s tu-tu. This shows you where the light is coming in, causing the shadows on her torso, which gives it a more real feeling.

Stage Rehearsal

This picture stands out to me because of how much action is going on, but even more so, how real it seems. The floor is what really caught my eye, actually, because it seems so beat up and life like. The observers to the side are one of great criticism, it appears, while the ballerinas look as if they’re in chaos. The background looks as though they were preforming in some sort of cave, which is really captivating to imagine. This picture really brought me to the scene and seemed absolutely real, while still Degas still maintained the perfect shading to help create the effect.

Interestingly enough…

~Degas believed that "the artist must live alone, and his private life must remain unknown", living in solitude for the majority of his whole life. This led him to focus more clearly on his work, but seemed to have left him stranded from the advances of the world. He lived a successful life, but died alone, never knowing love, due to his dedication to his art work.

I have all intent to hate this assignment.

I can't say much about the metals assignment. All I know is I'm far behind every single student. 
I'm still in the drawing phase, I guess you could say. I'm content with the design I'm working on right now, even though it's not much. However, 2 "fall-back designs" are what I don't have. My design is one that comes to me from my desire to make one thing mean a bunch of little things. My design, though I lack pictures currently, is one depicting my image of a SWIFT GHOUL!
By definition, (my definition, that is)
a swift ghoul is one who is sly and cunning, stalky, and extremely intriguing. They are captivating, usually gorgeous, and are able to convince anyone of anything. People are drawn to them. Said swift ghouls never use their power for good, I'm afraid, and are usually murderers. (Most vampires are swift ghouls)
ALSO, don't trust guys in top hats behind alley ways. They're up to ghoulish mischief, no doubt.
...they also walk funny.
The drawing shows their legs when they walk, their eyebrows when they're conversing with their victims, and also their teeth, (fangs, of course!)
           I'm not fond of metal work at all, and I am also very stubborn. I know this experience will not be a fun one, and my mind is stuck that way. I have only yet begun, however, so there's not much to say about my experience. 

-Insert witty title about collages here-

When we were first told of this assignment, I knew I'd have no problem. I'm all about metaphors and junk! And, low and behold, I was right. This project was only difficult in timing, because it seems to be a habit of mine to not be satisfied with my artwork, even when it's done and graded. I have, unfortunately, no pictures or the creative process, but just the finished "portrait". So, I suppose I'll just list the things that were incorporated into the collage.
-Dark vs light, light overpowering the dark in the end. The light was all earthy tones.
-A letter describing muhself, written from a genius. I had re-written the letter onto tissue paper, ripped it up, and used colored glue to change the appearance. I also had re-written a few journal entries shared between a friend and I.
-A "hot glue tree", painted with brown glue, and other color splashes. The tree had faded from black to brown. It also had lyrics of a song glued to bits of it.
-PRODUCTIVITY is a BIG thing to Alexis. So, that was the final addition to the piece. 

I am honored to have my collage on the school's website, also! (I have no other photo, for now) :3


I didn't have much to say about this process or finished project. I try to intertwine symbolism into everything I do, so this wasn't a very new experience. 

SNAP! Back to reality....I mean...my portrait.

What, don't like Eminem?

Did you know that I wrote this exact post TWICE now, and it got deleted both times? :D

Yeah. I'm angry. So, on behalf of my anger, this post may be...well, crappy. My apologies.

The last time I made an actual art post was..hmm...LAST YEAR!...(technically).

I left you off, dear adventurer, at a point of confusion. I was in a state of frustration at my colors an poor shading abilities. Now I must say, while the brown I had worked with worked wonders for my eyes, (see left) it just wasn't giving me the relief I desperately needed. Mrs. Kiick, upon noticing my frustration and desperation to catch up to the rest of the class, had something else in mind for me, and let me do what no other student was doing- a "dash of color" (Black, white, and one other color of no relevance). This was much more my style, and let me breath a little bit easier. Though I have no pictures of the finished project at hand, I have a few of the portrait while it was rearing it's end. 

Before inking, 

with the original picture

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After inking    - >

The end result, I cannot say I was fully satisfied with, but I feel I'm as close as I'll get. The criticism from my peers was enough to settle my nerves for now.

FINALLY! FINNAALLYY!

Finally, after so so many attempts at trying, I'm able to post things on mah Blogger! :D
I find this to be a wonderful blissful thing! I was extremely aggravated due to the fact that my blogs are always something I type, then review, to find my satisfaction. And I was satisfied, fully! I even made a Harry Potter reference! That's loyalty there, people. I mean, seriously.
BUT REGARDLESS!
I am back. Hello! Here I go, typity-typing about the necessary things in life---erm, art class. Life, perhaps. Not so much for me though. I am superior, don't forget. :)

:P

Evan's making lots of noise.

(  This is my test post :3  )