Sundial Bridge

This is the sundial bridge in my hometown. This suspended bridge has become our town monument. If you want to know what to do in town...you go to the bridge. It's nice, but not that exciting. The man who designed this bridge also designed the monument at ground zero. As I crossed, the bridge was bouncing back and forth because of the wind. There was a lot of people there and you always run into someone you know. I had a nice day walking around enjoying the sun.

Here it is!

Papercraft Project

I had a lot of fun with this project. For this assignment I made a mime. I will have more to come. Also on the next post I will put up a picture of the completed papercraft.

Scratch Art

Picturing the Other

This was a difficult assignment for me. I am a shy person and so to ask someone if I could take their picture was out of my comfort zone. The bottom picture is of a lady I met on a hike, her name is Isabella. The picture in the middle is of my nephews at the pumpkin patch, they had so much fun. The top photo is of myself. I took it while I was studying and distracting myself from my work. I love that picture because my eyes are blue, but in real life my eyes are hazel...I had contacts in.

These pieces are done by an artist named Erica Grimm-Vance. She is an art teacher at Trinity Western University and she was the one who taught me the basics of art. It was in her class that I understood how to use a pencil in shading and to look at the negative space in an object. I learned a lot from an amazing artist. I love her technique and her use of loose form. It has a dreamy feel. I like how she uses steel in her art which creates conflict between the softness of the medium and the hardness of the form. The top piece is called Arc II, the second is This Wine We Offer, and the last is Memory Traces XIII.

Sunset Silhouettes

I took these pictures of my nephew and brother-in-law while our family was on vacation in southern California. I love the colors of the sunset with bright pinks and purples. I used those colors as background to the silhouettes of the two figures. The beach was beautiful and the line from the sand and sky play off from on another. These were some of my favorite images.

Old ads....what were they thinking?

I was looking online and I found a website called weirdomatic.com and they had a section of creepy old advertisements. I thought I would post some of them. It is amazing to me how our thoughts of life have changed and evolved.

The Mona Lisa

The first and only time I saw the Mona Lisa in person was this summer. That was all I could think about when I got to Paris, "I have to see the Mona Lisa." Being an art major, going to the Louvre was gonna be an amazing experience and it was. The Mona Lisa, of course, was the first stop on the tour for me. I have read books, seen shows, watched movies that all pertained to the Mona Lisa. I knew that seeing it in person was going to top all that. This painting is one of the most famous pieces in the world so everyone wants to see it. I knew from everything that I have read that it was one of the smaller paintings so I wasn't expecting anything big like David's Oath of the Horatii. What I wasn't expecting was the huge crowd that gathered around it. The painting was roped off so no one was able to come close, but the crowd inched forward pressing upon the velvet red ropes. In order to get close, I had to weasel my way through and push people aside all the while holding my breath from the horrid smell of b.o. Once I was in visual range, I stood there in awe, but that did not last very long. Just as I pushed my way up to the front, others were doing the same and I found myself getting further and further away. Soon enough I was squeezed out of the crowd and once again on the outskirts. My time with the painting was short lived. I was in and out within five minutes. I came all this way and I was only able to see the Mona Lisa for five minutes. Upon leaving I told myself that I would return again someday and maybe I will be there longer than five minutes.

Cindy Sherman is a photographer whose photos tell a narrative. This photo is from her "Untitled Film Stills." Sherman was the subject matter in all of her images, however they were not self portraits. The placement of the figure in the photograph gives the feeling of something just outside the frame. Sherman leaves it up to the viewer to decide for themselves what the image is really saying or not saying. You decide.