Tonight, opening in DAAP Galleries is our DAAPworks. We have survived. We have finished. This culmination of our undergraduate careers opens for five days, then closes to make itself history. Can all of our hard work and late nights be summed up in one show? I for one, know that the work I have hanging in the gallery right now, in no way reflects the rest of the work I have done in my four years at DAAP. I have learned so much, but mostly, I learned to survive. Survive the terrible teachers. Survive the long critiques where no one likes your work. Survive the endless list of deadlines and due dates. We have come this far, and no one can stop us now. Here's to the University of Cincinnati's Design, Architecture, Art, and Planning, Fine Arts Class of 2014.
To do what is right and just is more acceptable to the Lord than sacrifice. Proverbs 21:3
Showing posts with label Internart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Internart. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Facebook: text vs. image
How often do we add a caption to the photos we post on Facebook? Is the photo not enough to stand alone? I took all of the photos I have posted on Facebook and superimposed their captions, so they can battle between which is more important: the image or the text?
Friday, April 5, 2013
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Google Gone Crazy!
A while back a took an Internet Art class. In preparation for my review on Thursday, I was getting together my old projects and found these. I did a driving tour on Google Earth and found that some of the movements are just too much for the program to handle. Try it yourself and see what happens!
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
My Life (is insignificant)
A while ago I did a project where I made a Google Map that contained place markers where every important event happened in my life. Looking at this map, you can see how small my world is and how little of the world I touch. Here are some screen shots.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Internart Project
I made a website that has some videos on it. I won't give too much away, check it out!
Once upon a time, it was real.
*Be warned: there are some graphic images.*
Once upon a time, it was real.
*Be warned: there are some graphic images.*
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Interactive Internet
One project I'm working on is collecting interactive websites from around the internet and using them to make art. Here is an example:
All of these were made at http://weavesilk.com/.
To see everything else, check out the blog here!
All of these were made at http://weavesilk.com/.
To see everything else, check out the blog here!
Friday, October 7, 2011
Internart: Disappointment
So the other day Jayson Musson came to speak to us. Frankly, I was disappointed. His Hennessy Youngman videos are an excellent critique of our art world and they're freakishly funny (although the language does get to me sometimes). His paintings and other art, however, were the things I had issues with. I'm conservative, maybe even old fashioned. I don't like seeing naked people, or illegal activities (such as stealing hundreds of dollars worth of sticker paper). I know, I know, I'm just a little artist and no one cares about me at all. Except my mom. But I'm ok with that. My art is acceptable for both my mother and my grandmother to view without me feeling ashamed.
I guess the way I feel comes from the way I was raised. I feel like art is for the people, so the people (all included) should be able to see it. Who cares if they don't get it? If a four-year-old walks up to van Gogh's Starry Night, they probably will think it is pretty. Most likely, they will not understand the theology and serenity of the painting because they are old four years old. I ask the question. What is wrong with pretty art?
I suppose my time in art school has only produced bitterness and frustration at the lack of understanding I have from my classmates. So I want to make pretty art. There is more of a market for a picture of a pretty flower than of a photo of a nude person standing in a field with blood dripping from the slit in their throat while their talons are warding off a pack of murderous rabbits. But it's art.
In the name of art, please stop.
Reposted from: My class blog: Internart.
I guess the way I feel comes from the way I was raised. I feel like art is for the people, so the people (all included) should be able to see it. Who cares if they don't get it? If a four-year-old walks up to van Gogh's Starry Night, they probably will think it is pretty. Most likely, they will not understand the theology and serenity of the painting because they are old four years old. I ask the question. What is wrong with pretty art?
I suppose my time in art school has only produced bitterness and frustration at the lack of understanding I have from my classmates. So I want to make pretty art. There is more of a market for a picture of a pretty flower than of a photo of a nude person standing in a field with blood dripping from the slit in their throat while their talons are warding off a pack of murderous rabbits. But it's art.
In the name of art, please stop.
Reposted from: My class blog: Internart.
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