To do what is right and just is more acceptable to the Lord than sacrifice. Proverbs 21:3
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Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Thesis: Life Events

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.




Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Photo 2- Tennis 1

A collaboration.

The serve:

My return:




Her return:



My return:



The final product:



Monday, July 23, 2012

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.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Monday, May 2, 2011

I got some catchin' up to do.

Project 1 of Drawing 3: Transformed book

We took a current event/issue in the world and depicted it somehow.
My issue was the peace of Jerusalem.



Project 2 of Drawing 3: Dance, Move, and Draw

We put on music, and each day we went in and added to a painting we were working on.

Day 1
The vomiting elf....

Day 2

Day 3

Day 4 -Final