Update on Projects (II)

Another brief update. Projects, many of them. More than I have time for and a growing list.

- Las Vegas Project (This semester?)
- Urban Decay (This semester)
- Mobius Tree Sculpture
- Re: All Things
- Consumer Carcass
- The kiss.
- "The stars fell like snowflakes from the sky and soon we made snowmen of stardust."
- Behind the Glass
- Party Perfect
- Unnamed Female Portrait Diptych:
|__ Bust shot of girl in front of a field of stars.
|__ Close up of lips exhaling a thin breath. Stars behind.
- Untitled History Project

Artwork in Strega

So I've finished an epic amount of work. At least it felt epic. The final project for photo is complete. Not only is it complete, but it's on display at Strega. Yep, that's right, I have an outside show. And it's not even only for the book. I have other art up as well. Lets have a look.

More project plans.

This is going to be a bit disjointed. But here it goes.

Behind the Glass: A project based on a sort of obsessive sketch I used to draw. A mental patient of some sort on the right side. A man in a suit in the left. Between them is a pane of glass. Inspired by a photo I can't find and by a single frame from a Blink182 music video.

The shots planned are a more dynamic version of the sketch I previously described.

Party Perfect: Essentially shots of a party, kind of like the ones you'd see on Facebook. But magazine perfect. A comment on reality and perception.

Three projects.

Las Vegas
If you read this blog you might remember my post on Las Vegas personified. Well I'm making that a reality. Photo collage of things quintessentially Las Vegas tiled to do this kind of a thing. I hope to make a statement about my hometown that's neither positive nor negative simply real.

Moments
I'm currently collecting moments. These moments don't need to be huge and earth changing, in fact the smaller the better. These moments should fit into this general description:

Though the moment is abysmally small.
and insignificant
I found it lying it in my mind.
and my heart
It is still there today.

perhaps some moment that nags at you even though it really shouldn't. A lost teddy bear, a missed kiss, anything. Once I have these moments collected I'll try to make something.

Objects
This is a highly personal piece having to do with physical possessions. Kind of a case for materialism.

Tidbits at 3:AM

I want to sit in a club and sip a drink and let the pulsing music pass through me. I want to sit alone and do this. Which seems odd.

I also want to do some "pointless beauty" photography tomorrow. And I don't mean that term in the way it sounds. I'm not going to look for roses and kittens. What I mean by "pointless beauty" is beauty that is, essentially, pointless. A marble in the desert. Typically small caches of beauty in places no one will look. But sometimes enormous overlooked beautiful forms. This is what I mean by pointless. They are pointless because they aren't assigned a point. Which makes them almost more beautiful.

And yes, I am aware that in capturing them and giving them a place (hell, even by looking at them) I destroy their "pointless beauty"

I want...

I want to create a piece of artwork that causes people to be removed from reality. I believe that this has been my goal all along. I want viewers to enter into my piece and suddenly know that they are somewhere else. I want to play with perception, twist the idea of reality. I want the "viewers" (it would be a multisensory expirence actually) to enter and become something else. They will leave my art with knoeledge they hadn't thought they would ever posess. I don't want them to be able to express it in words.

I want to explore what is real.
What defines art.
How far I can push the liminal idea of space and time.
I want them to forget they are looking at a piece of artwork.
I want them to expirence it alone.
Trip the mind and have it fall into place somewhere else.
I want it to make them think they are dreaming.
I want them to faint inside it.
I want them to feel both small and infinite.
Expirence nothing and everything in one moment.
Find their senses incapable of comprehending.

Strawberry Skies

Yeah, I know what it sounds like. But it should be a very pretty shot.

My Final Project

All Things.