Table of Contents
Declaration…………………………………………………………….………pg. 1
Excerpts…………………………………………………………………......pg. 2-4
Critiques…………………………………………………………….……....pg. 5-7
Pictures………………………………………………………………….….…pg. 8
Excerpts…………………………………………………………….…………pg. 9
Narratives……………………………………………………………...…pg. 10-15
Excerpts…………………………………………………………………..pg. 16-18
Narrative……………………………………………………………………..pg. 19
Pictures………………………………………………………………..……..pg. 20
Excerpt……………………………………………………………………….pg. 21
Existing Critiques…………………………………………………...……pg. 22-23
Critique………………………………………………………………..….pg. 24-25
Excerpt…………………………………………………………...……….pg. 26-27
Links……………………………………………………………………….....pg. 28
Community Service…………………………………………………………..pg. 29
Student Art…………………………………………………………………....pg. 30
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Narrative 5
Narrative 5
It was one of those lazy, hot summer days. Sarah was sitting on the red sofa in her living room, reading her new book. All of a sudden she heard screams coming out of the nearby kitchen. “I told you not to buy those books”, yelled a male voice.“You can’t tell me what to do. Sarah just wanted a few new books”, responded a woman angrily.“Why do you always have to go behind me back? You’re my wife you’re supposed to treat me with respect. I’m the man in the house so you aren’t allowed to buy things without my god damn permission!”“Stop trying to control me you selfish bastard. I’m your wife not your slave”“You love me so you have to serve me! I’m the king in this house.”“I don’t even know why the hell I married your lazy ass. All you do is sit at home and drink you’re beer and then you try to tell me what to do and what not to” Rapidly, Sarah jumped up and angrily threw her book on the ground. She was sick of the fighting. Everyday she had to listen to her parents yelling about the stupidest things. All she could do to escape was go outside, play her keyboard as loud as possible, and get lost in her music.
It was one of those lazy, hot summer days. Sarah was sitting on the red sofa in her living room, reading her new book. All of a sudden she heard screams coming out of the nearby kitchen. “I told you not to buy those books”, yelled a male voice.“You can’t tell me what to do. Sarah just wanted a few new books”, responded a woman angrily.“Why do you always have to go behind me back? You’re my wife you’re supposed to treat me with respect. I’m the man in the house so you aren’t allowed to buy things without my god damn permission!”“Stop trying to control me you selfish bastard. I’m your wife not your slave”“You love me so you have to serve me! I’m the king in this house.”“I don’t even know why the hell I married your lazy ass. All you do is sit at home and drink you’re beer and then you try to tell me what to do and what not to” Rapidly, Sarah jumped up and angrily threw her book on the ground. She was sick of the fighting. Everyday she had to listen to her parents yelling about the stupidest things. All she could do to escape was go outside, play her keyboard as loud as possible, and get lost in her music.
Critique 3
Girl by the Piano is an oil painting by Nina Mikhailenko. She was born and raised in Russia, where she studied piano, ballet, and fine art. She came to the United States in 1974.
The focal point of this painting is the girl standing next to the piano, holding sheets of paper in her hand. The colors used in this are mainly warm. Emphasis is put on the girl by the contrast between her and the white curtains. There are many subtle details like the flowers on the carpet underneath the piano. The picture is divided into darker and lighter, where the darker areas are more subtle and the lighter ones noticed at first glance. Some great detail is used with the piano. For example, there is a reflection of a fireplace in the wood of the instrument. There are always new things to discover that are not noticeable at first glance. For instance, you can see water through the window which suggests that the house is located somewhere near a lake or the ocean.
Many suggestions can be made about this painting. It seems as if the girl is about to sing off of the sheet she is holding in her hand. The room she is in and the clothes she is wearing suggest that she is from a rather rich family. The fact that she is near a large body of water does too.
The focal point of this painting is the girl standing next to the piano, holding sheets of paper in her hand. The colors used in this are mainly warm. Emphasis is put on the girl by the contrast between her and the white curtains. There are many subtle details like the flowers on the carpet underneath the piano. The picture is divided into darker and lighter, where the darker areas are more subtle and the lighter ones noticed at first glance. Some great detail is used with the piano. For example, there is a reflection of a fireplace in the wood of the instrument. There are always new things to discover that are not noticeable at first glance. For instance, you can see water through the window which suggests that the house is located somewhere near a lake or the ocean.
Many suggestions can be made about this painting. It seems as if the girl is about to sing off of the sheet she is holding in her hand. The room she is in and the clothes she is wearing suggest that she is from a rather rich family. The fact that she is near a large body of water does too.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
List of Excerpts
List of Excerpts
Music and Lyrics (movie), 2007, Marc Lawrence
August Rush (movie), 2007, Kirsten Sheridan
The Suffering by Coheed and Cambria (lyrics)
The Expression of Emotion in Music (article), the British Journal of Aesthetics, Peter Mew
Deeper than Reason (book), Jenefer Robinson, Oxford
Emotion and Meaning in Music (book), Leonard B. Meyer,
Someday by Nickelback (lyrics)
Hero/Heroine by Boys Like Girls (lyrics)
New American Classic by Taking Back Sunday (lyrics)
Sweeny Todd (movie), 2007, Tim Burton
There’s a Class For This by Cute Is What We Aim For (lyrics)
Intensity in Ten Cities by Chiodos (lyrics)
Smother Me by The Used (lyrics)
I Don’t Love You by My Chemical Romance (lyrics)
Swing Life Away by Rise Against (lyrics)
Music and Lyrics (movie), 2007, Marc Lawrence
August Rush (movie), 2007, Kirsten Sheridan
The Suffering by Coheed and Cambria (lyrics)
The Expression of Emotion in Music (article), the British Journal of Aesthetics, Peter Mew
Deeper than Reason (book), Jenefer Robinson, Oxford
Emotion and Meaning in Music (book), Leonard B. Meyer,
Someday by Nickelback (lyrics)
Hero/Heroine by Boys Like Girls (lyrics)
New American Classic by Taking Back Sunday (lyrics)
Sweeny Todd (movie), 2007, Tim Burton
There’s a Class For This by Cute Is What We Aim For (lyrics)
Intensity in Ten Cities by Chiodos (lyrics)
Smother Me by The Used (lyrics)
I Don’t Love You by My Chemical Romance (lyrics)
Swing Life Away by Rise Against (lyrics)
Jasey Rae by All Time Low
I said, "I still hear the rain."These images have filled my headNow keep my fingers from making mistakesTell my voice what it takes to speak up, speak upand keep my conscious clean when I wakeDon't make this easyI want you to mean it, Jasey(Say you mean it)You're dressed to killI'm calling you in(Don't waste your time on me)Now there's an aching in my back,A sudden pain that says I lackthe common sense and confidenceto bring her hands to promisesthat I'm making time for desperate conversation.Holding my knife could be better than this in the end.(Just say when)Don't make this easyI want you to mean it, Jasey(Say you mean it)You're dressed to killI'm calling you in(Don't waste your time on me)I've never told a lie, and that makes me a liar.I've never made a bet, but we gamble with desire.I've never lit a match with intent to start a fire,but recently the flames are getting out of control.Calling your name, kill me with words.Forget about me, it's what I deserve.I was your chance out of your town,but I took the car and left you to......wait outside.I hope the air will start to remind youto get me out of this place.I'll remember your faceand my words are as bigas the beating in my chest.
Existing Critique1
THE SINGER OF AMON, ZEDKHONSUAUFANKH, PLAYS THE HARP BEFORE THE GOD HARMAKHIS NEW KINGDOM
The singer, on his knees before the seated figure of the god, plays a harp decorated with a royal head. The man’s face is depicted in the expressionistic manner of the Amarna period, both in the interplay of curve and plain and in the realistic feature of the open mouth holding its note for all eternity. The colors are elementary-a white background, with areas of red-orange, dark green and yellow-but the brushwork is fluent and easy, so that the outlines and the bodies they define blend into a whole.
The singer, on his knees before the seated figure of the god, plays a harp decorated with a royal head. The man’s face is depicted in the expressionistic manner of the Amarna period, both in the interplay of curve and plain and in the realistic feature of the open mouth holding its note for all eternity. The colors are elementary-a white background, with areas of red-orange, dark green and yellow-but the brushwork is fluent and easy, so that the outlines and the bodies they define blend into a whole.
Narrative 4
I hate when my mom takes me to the city to buy new clothes. I’d rather stay home and play on the swings and in my big sandbox. But my mom wouldn’t listen. She said I need new clothes for when we go to auntie’s house over vacation. I don’t get why I can’t just wear what I’m wearing now. It seems perfectly fine to me.
I like the big houses here. They go up into the sky, almost touching the clouds. The city is so much different from my house. There are so many people. I don’t think I’ve seen this many cars either. Over there are people running to catch a bus. And right there are birds playing.
They are pretty and seem so happy. They are lucky. Their mommy lets them play and doesn’t take them clothes shopping. I’m surprised these birds aren’t scared. The city certainly scares me. So big and loud. What’s that noise? It makes me want to dance and spin around! Maybe I should follow it. Oh, I’ve never seen anything like that. There is a man with something big in his hands. It has piano keys on one side but it looks all wrinkly. The noise is coming out of it. It goes like this: “Hmm Hm Hmm Hm Hm Hm Hmm” Over and over again.
Hmm Hm Hmm Hm Hm Hm Hmm
Hmm Hm Hmm Hm Hm Hm Hmm
I wanna get closer. I like this. Maybe the city isn’t so bad after all.
The little girl runs up to the street musician, spreads her arms, and happily dances around to the rhythm of the music.
I like the big houses here. They go up into the sky, almost touching the clouds. The city is so much different from my house. There are so many people. I don’t think I’ve seen this many cars either. Over there are people running to catch a bus. And right there are birds playing.
They are pretty and seem so happy. They are lucky. Their mommy lets them play and doesn’t take them clothes shopping. I’m surprised these birds aren’t scared. The city certainly scares me. So big and loud. What’s that noise? It makes me want to dance and spin around! Maybe I should follow it. Oh, I’ve never seen anything like that. There is a man with something big in his hands. It has piano keys on one side but it looks all wrinkly. The noise is coming out of it. It goes like this: “Hmm Hm Hmm Hm Hm Hm Hmm” Over and over again.
Hmm Hm Hmm Hm Hm Hm Hmm
Hmm Hm Hmm Hm Hm Hm Hmm
I wanna get closer. I like this. Maybe the city isn’t so bad after all.
The little girl runs up to the street musician, spreads her arms, and happily dances around to the rhythm of the music.
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