Showing posts with label relational aesthetics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relational aesthetics. Show all posts
Monday, June 20, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Storms and other impediments to my productivity
Things I am working on for the end of the quarter:
-my alternative processes photography books (hand-bound little things I'm still working on individual pages for)
-a paper on relational aesthetics, comics, and whether comics can be considered as such (I think they can) for visual arts concepts
-an ergot for comics
-a two-page color comic about a veteran I interviewed last week (also for comics)
-a statement of intent/ artist's statement for a show I might tentatively have at Semantics in the fall sometime (involving my YouTube stills that I am still slowly collecting and that can be viewed here)
It is once again pouring rain and it is distracting me from comic layouts. Mom called me earlier to tell me a big old front is moving in (again) and it's been spawning tornadoes (again).
Also I keep wanting to get up and dance to the music I'm listening to. Maybe I'm using the wrong playlist?
Here, have a tampon ad from the 70s or something. This is what my best friend Christina and I look like when we're biking around in a park. All the time. Forever.
-my alternative processes photography books (hand-bound little things I'm still working on individual pages for)
-a paper on relational aesthetics, comics, and whether comics can be considered as such (I think they can) for visual arts concepts
-an ergot for comics
-a two-page color comic about a veteran I interviewed last week (also for comics)
-a statement of intent/ artist's statement for a show I might tentatively have at Semantics in the fall sometime (involving my YouTube stills that I am still slowly collecting and that can be viewed here)
It is once again pouring rain and it is distracting me from comic layouts. Mom called me earlier to tell me a big old front is moving in (again) and it's been spawning tornadoes (again).
Also I keep wanting to get up and dance to the music I'm listening to. Maybe I'm using the wrong playlist?
Here, have a tampon ad from the 70s or something. This is what my best friend Christina and I look like when we're biking around in a park. All the time. Forever.
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