beat on the brat with a baseball bat

so, as you can tell I have been listening to the Ramones.

as well as all of sudden flaring childhood memories to mind, I was thinking about music as a whole and a history.

I think the Ramones were every bit as influential as Dylan, the Beatles, Arlo Guthrie etc. but what about now?

do we have an anthem? do we need an anthem?

generations have been carried by soul/country/rock & roll/punk etc.

but what do we have now, american idol? People who play at the American Fame Game?

why are we all sitting at home worrying about bills, and wishing we could live other people's lives, we don't have an anthem. popular music sucks, and something needs to happen.

maybe it's cake, or possibly the foo fighters? seriously though.

the cynic in me says nothing can change, but parts of me believe that music unites minds and revolutions.

who will shake the foundation next? or has everything been done?

everything can never have been done, because than nothing would be left, and if nothing were left we wouldn't be doing anything...

just imagine everybody not doing anything.

so I got to "teach" the Intermediate Photo class at my school today. My professor had to lead some demos for the intro classes, so I got the responsibility of watching over her students working in the darkroom. It was pretty fun, our current students are pretty bright.
I also had some interesting expereinces/discussions lately. In an attempt to jumpstart my imagination again, I skipped class with some friends and went to Sheboygan to visist the J.M. Kohler Arts Center for several photography shows they are currently showing. it was quite fantastic, gave me some possible ideas.
http://www.kahnselesnick.com/
http://www.martin-munoz.com/

Also, I had a long historical discussion about the lowering level of intelligence in our country, and wonder how many people my age actually realize that our president fired a C.E.O. of a private business. Hmmm...

Lastly, I wish I had $$ to go see this show at MOMA, but alas, I read about it on the NY Times website.
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/27/arts/design/27moma.html

well, I don't usually double post, but I wanted to post these photos. They may be stronger than I originally thought, so what the heck, have at 'em. I don't know what to title them yet, but I took these about 3 weeks ago.





Untitled, 60x20 Dye-sublimation Print. 2009

he's the man with teeth like god's shoeshine

last week was a pretty crazy week for me. I have been pretty busy trying to fit everything into my schedule, (who isn't?) and it was one of those weeks where it really paid off. Our school organization Art Agency brought Sam Davis in from California to talk and critique work from a few students (myself included).
Sam is a photographer/sculptor currently stationed in CA, check out his site: www.samdavisart.com. Anyways, it was great hanging with him, learning what he thought about things and experiencing his first time in wisconsin with him.
His work really inspired me to go back to shooting film, and in general to do everything that I have been afraid to do.
He also made me seriously question what I am doing with my art. I am still in the middle of that right now, seperating myself from my work and viewing it as a stranger as Sam put it.
I have been wondering what the light really is in my photographs, is it just a gimmick? Nobody has been saying this, but Sam hinted that it could happen, and I wonder if it already is. I have always been my own hardest critic, and I think that's a good thing. It forces me to keep working through the sludge, through the crappy work, so that hopefully someday soon I can get back to the really good stuff...

Pukey the Convoluted Whale

So I had a series of frustrating accidents/failures in my first textile project, which was to represent a certain season. I chose to represent winter, as I really don't like Wisconsin winters, okay I hate Wisconsin winters.
I really wanted to make a creature to represent my hatred of winter, and yet my relief and gladness when it's over. My learning process brought me through frustrating knitting, cramped fingers, and felting my creature and watching it fall apart in the washer as I forgot a step.
I still kept going though, and came up with my friend Pukey.

Pukey came about as I refused to give up on my creation, and I gradually formed him into the beautiful installation he now is, awaiting grading in the textiles room. The photographs aren't great, but I plan on perfecting this idea and doing it in a larger scale, so look forward to those.

they are all reasons to be

tonight's the big night. Sort of...
I am photographing the David Cook concert at our beloved Weidner Center for the Performing Arts. Not going to pretend I am a fan of American Idol, but it's nonetheless a bit exciting. It's my first bigger concert for my internship, so we'll see how that goes.

On a higher note, I am busy scrambling to get work together to enter a bunch of shows. I feel like I am starting the processes to become a working artist. It's pretty exciting.

On a fated experience, I recently discovered two old old photo albums from the 1970's in a garbage can by my local bus stop. I'm going to photograph those, and may post some photos. I'll update my progress and who knows, maybe I'll find who they actually belong to.

Last and most, a picture



The Stall. 20x30 Dye-Sublimation Print

can't wait for the sidewalk

   So, a new semester has started, and I am actually going to try updating my blog on a regular basis. My website is in the works, and I think it's looking pretty sharp. Just have to get the coding done.

 I am continuing on my night photos, sort of adapting them to the ice photos, and seeing where my ideas taking me. Research is continuing on graduate school, and I am getting really excited about applying starting November. 

The Wheelchair. 30x20 in. Dye-sublimation Print

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