Tuesday, June 11, 2013
A lot can happen in a year. I guarantee that almost everybody is different now from how they were at the beginning of the school year. How they dressed, how long their hair was, how they thought, wrote, played, all probably have changed or improved. I know I have. Not only do I dress differently, write differently, sing, dance, act differently, I also view art differently. My artistic abilities have grown so much throughout the school year, I never thought that I would make half the things I made this year and be so proud of them. I am not saying I have any special artistic abilities, but I am proud based off of what I started from. It's not about being better than anyone else for me, it's about reaching my own standards. Going into this class with so little creative knowledge and coming out much more wise than I had expected. I am especially proud of my tea set, which I worked so hard on and turned out better than I could have hoped. I guess what I'm trying to say is that being in art class really made me look at different aspects of myself that I never had before. I had to think differently and I sincerely believe that I am a more creative and imaginative person as a result of this. I greatly enjoyed my time in art and although, to my dismay, I will not be in the class next year, I will take with me all the abilities and achievements that I learned and worked for with me throughout the rest of high school.
Monday, April 8, 2013
It's always the same reaction when people walk into my garden. They squeal and gasp and say "It's so beautiful, look at all the flowers!" Yes, look at all the flowers. Not one of them, but all. No one flower is ever appreciated over another, no one is more special. It's a tough life, being a flower. It is in our nature to have big egos, but how are we supposed to think we're the fairest flower to have lived if we're never noticed? In my flower bed, I share with flowers of all kinds. We're one of those gardens, the intermixed ones. Now I'm not one of those stuck up flowers that would wilt if they ever had to share soil with flowers of a different type (like the roses, they think they're all that), but it makes it hard to be noticed. All people see are colors and shapes when they look at my flower bed. So I've been trying to set myself apart, break away, be noticed. Among the flower bed, there are different reactions to my behavior. Some cheer me on, some scold me, ad some are completely indifferent. That just shows all the different types of flowers in my bed, so many personalities! Well anyway, I've tried being taller, but there's a lot of competition in the bed considering we have snapdragons and foxgloves. So then I tried being brighter, which I thought would be a cinch considering I am a red orange color already. But those annoying marigolds stole my thunder. Well then I tried to be bigger, but I couldn't beat those ever flowering mums who had too many petals to count. So then I tried to have softer petals than everyone else, but apparently daisies are unbeatable. So now I'm here, out of ideas and still just as invisible as I was when I started this whole endeavor. I look around the garden, searching for more inspiration that would set me apart. Just then, two girls walked over to my flower bed. One of them looked right at me and sighed. She pointed me out to here friend and said "isn't that beautiful, I just love poppies." Her friend nodded and they moved on throughout the garden. I stood still, letting the wind run through my petals as I thought about what just happened. I got noticed! Even though I hadn't done anything different, I got noticed! And then I realized, I never needed to do anything different. Just like the snapdragons, the marigolds, the mums, and the daisies, I didn't need to try to be different, I already was! I was just as important to this beautiful flower bed as any other flower, and I contributed something special. I felt a huge sense of relief at this realization. Now I could just be myself, and know that it is very special to be me.
Friday, January 18, 2013
We recently started drawing blind contours in art. This is cool and different because we haven't done anything like this yet. It was also really funny to see what you drew, and some of the pictures didn't even look human. When we drew a blind contour that we liked, we used it and wrote "I am" statements on it. This really made me thing about what I am, and it was really cool to write these things about myself alongside an abstract drawing of myself. I felt like it showed a completely different part of me and it went a lot deeper than I had originally expected. It took me a long time to decide what to write, and while some of them are silly, (like I am 24601) most of them are really true and not things I parade about myself. it will be really cool to put in my art book at the end of the year and I'm excited to showcase that part of me as well. This project wasn't about how well you draw, it was about how you wrote, and how you presented yourself. Doing something like that was a different experience and I'm really happy we did it.
My school holds a fundraiser called the Empty Bowls Dinner. Once every other year. People donate soup and food and a lot of people from the town come. The special part is, they sell the bowls that you eat out of and you take it home when you're done, and the bowls are made by the high school students. I have made bowls before in 8th grade art, but I got to again and I realized how much I loved it. Not only making the bowls out of clay and deciding the size and design, but also glazing it. I loved experimenting and mixing colors and glazes in interesting ways to see what would happen. The cool thing is, you don't know what it will look like until after it is fired. I almost never used the same color twice while glazing the bowls, I layered and did a different inside and a different outside. I chose colors that I thought would mix nicely together and would be interesting. I almost always had a color scheme to my bowl but had no idea how it would turn out. I lost track of how many I made and what they looked like, and I really did like the freedom of the project. I put my heart into it and had a lot of fun. It was always exciting when a bowl came out of the kilm that ended up being really interesting, and I'm not sure if one of mine were, but at least I know I tried.
For one of the projects that we worked on in class, we made paper cut lanterns. The theme was seasons, and it could be anything we wanted about that season. I chose winter because winter is my favorite season and I based it around New York city during Christmastime. My goal was to show the skyline and also show the tree in Rockefeller Center.
When we first started this project I was excited, but also a little scared about doing the cuts with an exacto knife. It was intimidating, especially after we saw so man amazing cut paper designs. I practiced a lot before I started because it really does take some getting used to. It was a completely different kind of art that I had never approached. It wasn't easy, but I did realize when i was working on the project that I hadn't given myself enough credit. I got the hang of it and it was better than I expected. I also wanted to make my lantern a little different then just what I had planned. I ended up making it 3 sided, with a skyline on two and the tree on one. I decided I wanted to cut out spots for Christmas lights on the tree and fill them in with individually cut colored tissue paper. Since this wasn't something conventional, it took a little bit of experimenting and a lot of tedious work. After two class periods of cutting and gluing, I had finished the final touch on my lantern that set it apart. I greatly enjoyed the experience and, although there were certainly better lanterns than mine, I was happy with the final product.
Friday, January 11, 2013
I picked Georgia O'Keefe for my artist to research. Georgia O'Keefe was born on November 15, 1887 in Wisconsin. In the early 1900s she attended the Art Institute of Chicago. She married Alfred Stieglitz in 1924. He was a photographer and her works were first featured at his gallery. Their partnership lasted until his death in 1946. O'Keefe moved to Santa Fe after her husband's death and was inspired by the desert landscapes and scenes. She continued to paint until her death on March 6, 1986, but most of her well known works were from earlier in her life.
Georgia O'Keefe's works greatly interest me, especially her flower paintings, and they always have. I have known her art since I was young and that is the main reason I chose her. I also like the fact that she is a woman, and there are very few famous women artists on the list. I think she set a sort of trend with her popularity and work and I imagine she inspired many aspiring women artists. Her work is also very iconic and original and she inspired a certain style of art. My three favorite paintings of hers are shown below.
Apple Blossoms Flowers of Life Red poppy
These paintings interest me because the colors and the usage of the colors are really beautiful. I had a hard time picking my three favorites, but it came down to these because the angles and beauty of the flowers alone caught my eye. Also the vividness and realness of the flowers in these particular paintings are what I really love about Georgia O'Keefe's work, and I felt that they were good representations of what I like aboutn her work.