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SO... lots of mini-theme participation and a story.
Not in that order though. And I must warn that there are MANY a picture.
Story.
Today I was very, very thirsty after my history exam. I opened the fridge and saw a new jug-o-milk. I opened it and poured myself a glass, took a sip, and realized that it was bad, rul bad. So I spit it out in the sink and looked at the jug. It expired yesterday, but my mother had just bought it yesterday night. So, I was still thirsty. We were out of lemonade and bottled water, and my dad is playing around with the well water to purify it so I can't drink that unless i first heated it up and went through all that like a boyscout. We did though, have old fashioned rootbeer in glass bottles. Now, I can't drink pop, I gave it up for lent about five years ago and haven't touched the stuff since, except for a few sips here and there if it was right in front of me and all that. AND, if you have ever given up pop for a while and then drank it again, you would notice that the bubbles really hurt your throat, or atleast they do mine. So I sucked it up and took a sip, (terribly unexciting story I know) and it was painful, i had to give it to my little brother and run out to the store to get some juice. Just thought i'd share.
Art.
India Ink and charcoal: expressive figure drawings.
TREES!
Oil pastel. Entitled: Mash Pit (back from my hard core days, god i love the mash pit!
Water color pencil. It is a picture I drew of my grandmother sitting on her porch watching the happenings of boystown in chicago below. She though she looked ugly and old but it really captures her in her state of calm relaxation.
Entitled: Linda doesn't Model Nude.
Paintings.
More abstract. Entitled: Bouncy Balls.
close up.
The picture on the left is different fabrics and objects photocopied and then cut and pasted to create a landscape. Then we had to paint a landscape that was loosly based off the first one.
Entitled: The beggining and End of a Childhood. Deals with the issues of teen pregnancy.
Entitled: A Night at the Picture Show.
Part of a painting entitled America the beautiful. I then ripped it apart and reglued some of the pieces together (all intentional)
Entitled: Finally understanding Purple Mountain Majesty. This was the first mountain landscape I ever painted after moving to NC.
Collidascope in Acrylic.
Painted still life. Candlesticks.
Painted still life. Fake Flowers.
Entitled: Much like Mousolini, but Less Angry.
I think I was really bored in art class one day.
Self Portraits.
Angry Shannon.
Calmer shannon.
Angry Again. Entitled: Mad as Red.
Entitled: Myself as An Elephant (a point when I was having weight issues, probably due from all the chicken fingers dipped in mayo and frech fries with a kit kat that i was eating EVERY DAY my junior year in highschool, that on top of the fact that i had quit cross country)
The most recent self portrait Ive done is in the pictures of my application. I'm too lazy to find it!
Pencil Sketches.
Less pencil, more pen. Sketches nonetheless
STIPPLING!
Developed Pencil.
Series'es:
Forms of Dance (When I attended the Art Institute of Chicago)
Charcoal. Ballet.
Oil Paint. Ballet (I have yet to finish it! It was an extra credit piece and I had run out of time and haven't found any motivation to sit and finish it)
Acrylic. Interpretive dance.
Acrylic. Religious Dance.
We will just call this series conflicts.
Sculpture:
Deflated Bananna.
Wire Sculpture of a hairbrush
My Tiara! (i wore this to my junior prom!)
Kiki the Elk likes to wear my tiara.
Kiki is FABULOUS!
A dish i crafted, the center is made of melted broken glass put in during the glazing stage.
I like it because it reminds me of Yellowstone and all the gysers and hotpools.
Jewelry.
I made these recently and am currently selling them in a coffee shop by my university.
K so I told you so, there were many, It is because I was super excited that I finally got pictures of all of my work, I didn't even share all of them with you!
Not in that order though. And I must warn that there are MANY a picture.
Story.
Today I was very, very thirsty after my history exam. I opened the fridge and saw a new jug-o-milk. I opened it and poured myself a glass, took a sip, and realized that it was bad, rul bad. So I spit it out in the sink and looked at the jug. It expired yesterday, but my mother had just bought it yesterday night. So, I was still thirsty. We were out of lemonade and bottled water, and my dad is playing around with the well water to purify it so I can't drink that unless i first heated it up and went through all that like a boyscout. We did though, have old fashioned rootbeer in glass bottles. Now, I can't drink pop, I gave it up for lent about five years ago and haven't touched the stuff since, except for a few sips here and there if it was right in front of me and all that. AND, if you have ever given up pop for a while and then drank it again, you would notice that the bubbles really hurt your throat, or atleast they do mine. So I sucked it up and took a sip, (terribly unexciting story I know) and it was painful, i had to give it to my little brother and run out to the store to get some juice. Just thought i'd share.
Art.
India Ink and charcoal: expressive figure drawings.
TREES!
Oil pastel. Entitled: Mash Pit (back from my hard core days, god i love the mash pit!
Water color pencil. It is a picture I drew of my grandmother sitting on her porch watching the happenings of boystown in chicago below. She though she looked ugly and old but it really captures her in her state of calm relaxation.
Entitled: Linda doesn't Model Nude.
Paintings.
More abstract. Entitled: Bouncy Balls.
close up.
The picture on the left is different fabrics and objects photocopied and then cut and pasted to create a landscape. Then we had to paint a landscape that was loosly based off the first one.
Entitled: The beggining and End of a Childhood. Deals with the issues of teen pregnancy.
Entitled: A Night at the Picture Show.
Part of a painting entitled America the beautiful. I then ripped it apart and reglued some of the pieces together (all intentional)
Entitled: Finally understanding Purple Mountain Majesty. This was the first mountain landscape I ever painted after moving to NC.
Collidascope in Acrylic.
Painted still life. Candlesticks.
Painted still life. Fake Flowers.
Entitled: Much like Mousolini, but Less Angry.
I think I was really bored in art class one day.
Self Portraits.
Angry Shannon.
Calmer shannon.
Angry Again. Entitled: Mad as Red.
Entitled: Myself as An Elephant (a point when I was having weight issues, probably due from all the chicken fingers dipped in mayo and frech fries with a kit kat that i was eating EVERY DAY my junior year in highschool, that on top of the fact that i had quit cross country)
The most recent self portrait Ive done is in the pictures of my application. I'm too lazy to find it!
Pencil Sketches.
Less pencil, more pen. Sketches nonetheless
STIPPLING!
Developed Pencil.
Series'es:
Forms of Dance (When I attended the Art Institute of Chicago)
Charcoal. Ballet.
Oil Paint. Ballet (I have yet to finish it! It was an extra credit piece and I had run out of time and haven't found any motivation to sit and finish it)
Acrylic. Interpretive dance.
Acrylic. Religious Dance.
We will just call this series conflicts.
Sculpture:
Deflated Bananna.
Wire Sculpture of a hairbrush
My Tiara! (i wore this to my junior prom!)
Kiki the Elk likes to wear my tiara.
Kiki is FABULOUS!
A dish i crafted, the center is made of melted broken glass put in during the glazing stage.
I like it because it reminds me of Yellowstone and all the gysers and hotpools.
Jewelry.
I made these recently and am currently selling them in a coffee shop by my university.
K so I told you so, there were many, It is because I was super excited that I finally got pictures of all of my work, I didn't even share all of them with you!