Monday, December 20, 2010
I just watched this short documentary this weekend. Produced by Francis Ford Coppola and directed by Godfry Reggio with music by Philip Glass, Koyaanisqatsi is a really unusual and beautiful film. There are no words – just the music and the images, and yet it is very powerful and sends clear messages. It starts off a little slow, but then the music really picks up and carries you into the scenes that are taking place. It's also really fascinating to see what life was like in 1982, when the filming was done –how things have changed and how many things are the same.
You can see the full video here.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
I'm working on some oil paintings for an upcoming show I'm doing with my brother! I've decided to make the works all nature themed, because that's what I love to paint the most. This has been the first time I've been painting in oil since graduating from college! I forgot how much I love it . . . it's mostly the feel of the smooth paint moving with my brush against the canvas. Nothing like it!
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
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Thursday, August 26, 2010
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Friday, August 20, 2010
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Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
I just recently finished reading this book, Made in America: An Informal History of the English Language in the United States, by Bill Bryson, and it was really great! I was a little skeptical at first, but once I got into it I was continually surprised by the information he presents. Bryson is a fantastic non-fiction writer, in that his style is very engaging and humorous. The book is organized cronologically and by category, so it was more of a history of america than just a book about language. Below are a few of the excerpts I found most interesting/entertaining:
In reference to the Pilgrims: "It would be difficult to imagine a group of people more ill-suited to a life in the wilderness. They packed as if they had misunderstood the purpose of the trip. They found room for sundials and candle snuffers, a drum, a trumpet, and a complete history of Turkey. One William Mullins packed 126 pairs of shoes and thirteen pairs of boots. Yet they failed to bring a single cow or horse, plow or fishing line. . . They were in short, dangerously unprepared for the rigors ahead, and they demonstrated their incompetence in the most dramatic possible way: by dying in droves."
"Even on the great National Road, pride of the American highway system, builders were permitted to leave stumps up to fifteen inches high—slightly under knee height. Imagine, if you will, bouncing day after day over rocks, fallen branches, and tree stumps in an unsprung carriage and you may get some notion of the ardors of a long-distance trip in nineteenth-century America."
"Nonetheless, the McDonald's formula has clearly worked. In an average year, all but 4 percent of American consumers will visit a McDonald's at least once . . . McDonald's buys more beef and potatoes and trains more people than any other organization, the U.S. Army included."
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Speaking of cows, now is right about the time that everyone should get themselves to a state fair. Not that I have been to one recently myself, but, I was cleaning out my old National Geographics and I came across one my favorite articles, "Take in the State Fair with Garrison Keillor". I was laughing out loud when I read this. Here is a favorite excerpt from The Ten Chief Joys of the State Fair:
" 3. To mingle, merge, mill, jostle gently, and flock together with throngs, swarms, mobs and multitudes of persons slight or hefty, punky or preppy, young or ancient, wandering through the hubbub and amplified razzmatazz and raw neon and clouds of wiener steam in search of some elusive thing, nobody is sure exactly what."
My personal memories of the county fair include giant wads of cotton candy dissolving in my mouth, the slightly anxious but joyful feeling while swinging at the top of the ferris wheel, and, of course, winning first place in my horse back riding class.
The photos from this story by Joel Sartore were recently in Communication Arts magazine, and they are pretty fantastic, if I do say so myself. Also, Garrison Keillor may be one of my heros. I have listened to many of his stories about Lake Wobegon on NPR. They are so captivating and hilarious.
Now go find yourself a state fair, or at least a corn dog.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
I would like to introduce one of my favorite illustrators, Pamela Zagarenski. She happens to be from my home town, and I first met her and saw her work a few years ago –and I have been in awe ever since. The sense of whimsy and dream-like quality to her work is something I wish I could achieve in my own. I particularly like the multi-media aspect of her work; the text she places in most of her pieces is always fantastic. Someday when I have a lot of money I'm going to buy one of her original large paintings and hang it somewhere in my house. But in the mean time, I'll just have to enjoy the images she shares online and in books.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
A beautiful image, isn't it? I would think so too, If I didn't know that it was in fact an aerial photograph of the recent BP oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico. This is just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to an endless slew of environmental disasters. There's so much I could say on this topic, but I'd rather let the professionals do the writing. I only hope that there is a way for humanity to put aside greed and think of everything nature has given us, and everything it still might have to offer –if we let it.
Even Smash Mouth knew what was going on back in 1999:
It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now but wait 'til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
The waters getting warm so you might as well swim
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
A walk through many New York neighborhoods can easily become a gallery tour of found art: graffiti murals, sidewalk sculptures of discarded furniture; the rainbow of umbrellas during a rainstorm. But there are also more purposeful, carefully curated public art displays on the city’s streets — and its sidewalks, and in its parks and playgrounds."
–MARILYNN K. YEE / New York Times, July 21, 2009