My first narrative

It’s been a month since I have seen Ayden. My parents even forbid me to talk on the phone with him. I have to sneak out of the house and around the corner to the next public phone in order to be able to speak with him. It’s not like he lives too far away, but my parents just don’t approve of him. They consider him trash and a bad influence, just because his family isn’t as wealthy. They don’t understand that he is the one that gives me strength and support. He accepts me for who I am, unlike my parents. They don’t agree with anything I do, and I’m pretty sure they are ashamed of me. I don’t live up to their standards, and I honestly don’t want too. They want me to dress in “rich people” clothes and act in ways that display my wealthy heritage. I don’t want that. I just want to be a normal teenager. Ayden taught me to be proud of myself and not to let others bring me down. I truly love him, but everyone thinks I’m too young to know what love is. Maybe they didn’t know that when they were my age, but I certainly do. Every time I’m around him, I get this feeling deep down in my stomach. I don’t even know how to describe it, but to say that it is incredible. It’s the best feeling in the world. When I’m with him, I actually feel important and like I’m someone special. As I lay in his arms, I forget everything. It’s like time has stopped, and him and I are the only people that exist. So not seeing him is the worst thing that could have happened to me. I miss him more than anything. Often, at night, I go upstairs into my room and cry as I’m thinking about him. Then I turn up our song, Thunder. It gives me strength, and while I listen to it, I know that he is doing the same thing at the exact same moment.
“Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you’re unlike any other?
You’ll always be my thunder and I said
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
I don’t want to ever love another
You’ll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
And bring on the thunder”
-“Thunder” by Boys Like Girls

I thought...

...that I could also use album covers or band pictures for my concept folio (emotions expressed through music). Album covers represent the music on the CD, and therefore often express emotions that are also shown by the music on the album.

Critique 2

This painting is by Michael Pattison. It was his first music painting ever, and he donated it to his parents.
The focal point of this image is the colors with the lines that portray great energy and movement. In the center of the painting, there are two people and a piano. One person is playing the piano while the other person seems to be directing the music. Most of this picture is in black. Subtle changes in the shades of black are visible. The lines displayed in this painting are in warm colors. There are different values of red, white, yellow, and orange, which are colors seen in fire. The use of those colors portrays the passion and energy in the painting. The lines move away and then back at the piano, putting the emphasis on both men and the instrument. The random lines going upward into the black look like sparks from a fire. This also brings attention to the energy. The colors contrast and are chiaroscuro. The instrument and the people themselves are displayed with little to no detail and color. This highlights it even more since they are in front of the fiery lines. Even though this image is wild, passionate, and full of energy, there is still harmony in it. The lines that come from the source of the music put great emphasis on the emotions and also show us what kind of music is being played.
This picture might at first seem to not have a narrative, but by looking at it with more caution, the viewer will be able to find a subtle one. This picture portrays two people, in an open field, at night. One of the men is playing the piano while the other one is directing it. They know each other very well, and they are good at making music together. They are most likely brothers and have been through many difficult times in their lives. Music is how they portray their feelings. They put all their passion and energy into it.

Art Critique 1

Midnight Madness

This image by western artist Virgil C. Stephens is an original oil paint. It is currently being sold on his webpage. The artist’s growing up on a ranch in Arizona has a great contribution to his talent in art, which his also portrayed in "Midnight Madness". He greatly enjoys the painting of musical art.
The colors in this picture are chosen very carefully. On the outside they are dark, and they get lighter the further you move in, up until it’s white in the center. There are many different shades of blue represented in this painting. The background is very inconsistent. The first thing you notice when looking at the image is the piano and the keys. The movement of these is emphasized by the drawing of lines around them. This also gives the picture a certain rhythm. The keys are also emphasized by the subtle darker colors around them. The keys are unproportional to the piano itself, which conveys a feeling of them moving toward the viewer. Even though this painting delivers the feeling of energy, confusion, and excitement, it still has a harmony in it that is smoothing. Also, the piano and its keys are being personalized by its distortion and its apparent movement.
Though there are several questions in the viewers mind, there is one major one. What music is associated with this picture? Most people would come to the conclusion that it is something allegro and rather dramatic due to the displayed movement. What is the story behind the picture? What is the reason for the happiness and energy shown in it? Is it playing something classical like Mozart, or maybe something modern like Queen? These are all things running through a viewers head.

Pictures

Here are some pictures that I'd like to put in my concept folio.

My concept

I'm most likely doing my concept on emotions. I might change it a little and specify on one or two emotions, or maybe emotions expressed in or through music or something like that.