Thursday, April 2, 2015

Music to my ears

1) When I listen to music I either feel at peace or really excited. Sometimes it makes me really sad. It depends on how I feel that day.

2) My favorite song changes constantly. Right now it is probably Colors by Halsey because her lyrics are so honest and realistic. She writes with a lot of emotion and is comfortable with who she is and the people around her.

3) I used to listen to Top 20 music. In middle school everyone listened to Pop Punk and so did I. I guess I've come full circle because I started listening to it again in my sophomore year.

4) I like a genres except Rap, Country, and Screamo. I will listen to anything else because I like lyrics and different stories and perspectives.

5) My friends and I do listen to the same music. I think we influence each other and in a lot of ways our similar taste in music brought us together.

6) Without music the world would be a lot of people with bundled up emotions and people not being able to connect.

7) Without music my life would be very sad. I like relating to music and not feeling alone in the way I feel.

8) I admire the music of Twenty One Pilots because their music is different, fearless, and honest.

9) One event I connect to music is when I was in middle school and listened to the band Simple Plan. I thought I was really complicated and that music talked about how being a teen was hard. Now I just think they are ridiculous.

10) I think all music is an expression of feelings and people have that right.

11) I think that music saves a lot of people around the world. People are able to identify and connect with others feelings and I think that is a very important thing to have.

12) Music can add drama and intensity into ant situation.

13) Yes music is poetry. I think that the lyrics "You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece" are very poetic. They are by Halsey.

14) Music makes me forget about everything or make me think about everything.

15) I play guitar piano, sing, and write lyrics so I would love that.

Pillow Talk

Tossing and turning
like waves hitting the shoreline
pull in and push out


I looked at the picture and thought it looked like a messy bed. It gave me a groggy feeling. Like being half awake and half asleep. I was in the back of the room so it was hard to see. But what I thought were the pillows looked like water to me. Like when you are laying at the bottom of a pool and look up at the surface so that you can see the sunlight breaking through. So maybe this person wasn't done dreaming. They are only half conscious and everything is watery.

The Hopper


This painting reminded me of my first day in Paris. I hadn't slept at all on the plane or the night before so once we were in the cab on our way to the apartment we were staying in I rested. Once we got there we got out of the cab and in my sleepy daze I left my purse in the cab. My uncle ran after the cab all the way down the street and got it for me. We then went inside and crowded into the smallest elevator known to man. We then dropped our stuff off and walked until we found a restaurant that we thought would be nice. I was still tired and kind of miserable and very hungry because the plane food wasn't good.  I ordered French Onion soup and it was impossible to eat and I was already grumpy. The cheese was impossible to pull apart. It was delicious but a hassle. The restaurant kind of looks the same as the one pictured above so that's what I thought of.

Artist Profile: Georgia O'Keeffe

My artists name is Georgia O'Keeffe.
She was born November 15th, 1887 in Sun Prarie Wisconsin.
Her fathers name was Francis O'keeffe and her mother was Ida O'Keeffe.
They were both farmers.
Georgia was the 2nd of 7 siblings.
She studied art in Chicago and New York.
She was married to Alfred Stieglitz.

5 Major Accomplishments:
She was elected to the American Academy of Arts and Letters 
She was the first retrospective show of a woman's art at the Museum of Modern Art 
She was awarded the Gold Medal of Painting by the National Institute of Arts and Letters 
She was awarded the Medal of Freedom, the nation's highest civilian honor 
 and President Ronald Reagan presented the National Medal of Arts to her.


Fun Fact: She lived to be 98!

Georgia O'Keeffe usually made pictures of flowers and animal skulls. She also painted skies and cities. She drew a lot of her inspiration from Mexico. She is associated with American Modernism. 

Three Paintings:
Cows Skull: Red White and Blue
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Sky Above Clouds IV

Blue and Green Music
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Pieces I like:
Ballet Skirt or Electric Light
I like this piece because you get to decide what it is.



Abstraction Blue
This one is at a weird angle of a flower. I like it because of its colors.

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Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Lyrics and stuff.

Budapest- George Ezra
My many artifacts
The list goes on
If you just say the words
I’ll up and run


Atlas- Shannon Saunders
Your shoulder blades
Your eyes ablaze
The way you throw your head back
When you're losing faith
But finding hope
It lights your face
That helps me cope
Through all of this without a kiss
And I get through all of this without a kiss
From the atlas
Take me far
Leave me reckless
Off the map
Turn the paper
Don't bring me back
My eyes see you
I see you but you don't see me

Holding On To You- Twenty One Pilots
You think twice about your life, it probably happens at night,
Right? Fight it, take the pain, ignite it,
Tie a noose around your mind loose enough to breathe fine and tie it,
To a tree, tell it, "You belong to me,
This ain't a noose, this is a leash,
And I have news for you, you must obey me."

Fairly Local- Twenty One Pilots
Tomorrow I'll switch the beat
to avoid yesterdays dance.

Windows- Lewis Watson
I'm sleeping with a pillow, under lamplight.
Freezing cold, 'cause you always liked the windows
Opened wide.
Just so you know, I'll be here when you make it home.

I'll call you up at like 3am, again
Just to make sure you know that I don't mind waiting,
Although the call will end with us both saying
That we both hate this

Just What I Needed- The Cars
I don't mind you coming here
and wasting all my time

Irony of Choking on a Lifesaver- All Time Low
You're the snake hidden in my daffodils
When I'm picking flowers
That's just my luck these days
Why can't you just be happy for me?
You're the break-lights failing as my car
Swerves off the freeway
It kinda feels like sabotage


Slow- Halsey & Lido
'Cause there's a flaw in the system
I don't really know what but I miss him
It was something in his eyes when I kissed him
Listen, feeling like I can't dismiss him


I Will Follow You Into The Dark- Death Cab For Cutie
If Heaven and Hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark


Colors- Halsey
Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so
You said your mother only smiled on her TV show
You’re only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope
I hope you make it to the day you’re 28 years old

You’re dripping like a saturated sunrise
You’re spilling like an overflowing sink
You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece
And I’m tearing through the pages and the ink

Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now I’m covered in the colors
Pulled apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue

Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don’t know what it means
And he's blue
And he's blue

You were a vision in the morning when the light came through
I know I’ve only felt religion when I’m lying with you
You said you’ll never be forgiven 'til your boys are, too
And I’m still waking every morning but it’s not with you

You’re dripping like a saturated sunrise
You’re spilling like an overflowing sink
You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece
And I’m tearing through the pages and the ink

Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now I’m covered in the colors
Pulled apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue

Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don’t know what it means
And he's blue
And he's blue

Everything is blue
Everything is blue
Everything is blue
Everything is blue

You were red and you liked me because I was blue
You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky
Then you decided purple just wasn’t for you

Moondust- Jaymes Young
The brightness of the sun, will give me just enough
To bury my love, in the Moondust
I long to hear your voice, but still I make the choice
To bury my love, in the moondust

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Sculpture

Photo © Ervin Loránth Hervé 
I chose the sculpture "Popped Up" by Hungarian artist Ervin Loránth Hervé. This sculpture is located in Budapest. The thing popping out of the ground is an ogre. I like it because it incorporates the land around it. I also like how it proved some shade. I think its a really cool concept of having it look like hes pulling up the ground. It kind of makes you forget that he is actually above ground and not pulling the ground up. I also like how it involves a sort of fantasy theme.

Friday, March 20, 2015

Art Walk

I couldn't find the piece I had online so this is a painting that was painted with coffee since that's what the original one reminded me of.

I used to hate coffee. I never understood why people thought it tasted good. I probably swore a thousand times I would never like coffee. But here I am. Most of the times when I feel truly happy is when I drink coffee with my friend Maynard. I'm very talkative and she is too. We are very similar. When we are together we are usually drinking coffee. Our favorite place to go is Classic Rock Coffee. We think it's funny because usually the other people there are dads or people in their 40's.

The thing I liked about the original painting I had looked at was that it looked like an accident. It looked maybe someone spilled their coffee and said "hey that's cool". It was kind of comforting to look at because it wasn't perfect and sometimes the colors overlapped. I guess a better way to phrase it would be to say it made me feel relieved. Yes it was messy. No it wasn't perfect but it was nice and it was art. It doesn't have to be perfectly and masterfully executed. That's life.