Etching Project

Family is so important to me. I am reminded everyday how more and more like my mother and father I am becoming through my actions, personality, and train of thought. I am seeing my growth as a metaphor in the shape of roots. My roots may not be visible to passerby’s standing on top of them or walking around then, but they are growing longer and deeper as time ages me, entwining around my inherited patterned DNA.  The image I conveyed is a tree reflecting it roots in systematic ways. The decorative lines framing the tree are used just like a frame on a family mantel reminds you and I of those we are close with.

My etching reflects family ties in a more general way. Nobody can relate to the relationship between my parents and I, but they can relate to how they themselves grew up and inherited family traits. The use of etching is very appropriate for my concept. An etching cannot be erased or smudged over.  When finished it is much like an irreproducible artistic blue print. The image of the tree is simple and the idea is simple, reflecting my personality. There’s no hidden meaning besides what is quietly stated. 

(Dude, anybody want one? I got about 500 rejects). 

BFA working critique

It's like a marathon of arts and crafts guys! And it never ends! Oh my back...

It's been a make or break week. There's been tears yes, and tons of frustration. Tuesday included me crying my eyes out to mom on the phone, and her then telling me to stick it out. In other words I was given a dose of tough love. But because I was honest with myself and family, things were able to continue on..  My grandma, believe it or not, is flying down to see me spring break. What a grandma eh? And this morning Caleb sent me a text stating that he is coming for graduation and might be bringing a couple of the guys. What a brother! Dad is great and is helping out financially.  Don't go to art school if you can't handle being broke twenty hours a day. And he also suggested the use of cement to help stand my mannequin legs up... ( that caused me lots of brain pain). 

Home Work Assignment- Cover Letter

2/24/14

Dear Mr. Smith,

I am interested in submitting my application for the Vogue glamour photographer that was listed in job listing on vogue.com. It was stated that the job would open April 12^th of this year and it asked for applicants to submit their resume and portfolios at least a month prior to this date.

            As a graduate of Memphis College of Art I know that I now hold the key to the success of your business. I have obtained complete knowledge and wisdom in the art of photographing beautiful looking people and smart looking products. I have learned to work along side a great class of bright students and wonderful professors,  pursuing goals and impacting the field of modern photography. Spending quality time in the lighting studio standing next to studio lights, strobes, meters, hot lights, and partially clean back drops has given me the confidence and energy of ten strong lads and a young pup. Just a few of my maturing lighting skills are:

Plugging in chords,

Turning things on,

Holding stuff,

Looking busy,

Sweeping,

Venturing suggestions, and

Locking doors (most the time).

These skills, have allowed me to confidently photograph, specifically, head-shots, sample, products, Band-Aids and perhaps an orange or two.  As a graduate of Memphis College of Art, I feel capable in assisting any kind of art director or photographer of Vogue who is in need of said skills above.

I will be contacting you in two weeks to discuss my application and portfolio. I look forward to discussing my qualifications as a future employee and possible business partner. Thank you for your time!

Best,

Signe Johnson

Today's lessons at school told me:
I still can't draw, (There have been long discussions with my teacher, listening to her trying to convince me that I am like a lame person walking around without my cane. Because I am not using tracing paper, I am showing the world my faults). At first I found this nearly humorous but now I am just tired.

Using prominent watercolor edges with prints is very boastful. (I thought it was pretty).

My photography is not quite stock photo quality, nor quite fine art quality.

And I am not capable of photographing events.

I'm durable folks, but everyday life becomes more and more like a marathon. I'm at mile twenty-three. I was talking to a friend a couple days ago about this. We both know what its like to feel the last few miles of a race. "No emotion, no thinking, just a lot of pain and noise."

I feel like I have abandoned what is important in life,
God-
Finances-
Exercise-
A steady job-
Family..

Should I embrace oxidation?

Don't ask--

scanning today

There's Beauty in the Dirt