The art project
An incredibly important announcement: HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
shotgun_sonnet ! You get a present!
MONSTER CUPPYCAKE!
I'm going to tell you about my art project today.
We're making "altered books" in Pottery And Sculpture at the moment (Google "altered books" on the web and images if you want to know what I'm talking about). Basically, we take a book and destroy it to make it our own. We rip it up, tear it up, slice it up, glue it, burn it, paint it, write on it, draw on it, add stuff to it, take stuff away, and pretty much mangle the things. Our teacher is making us do five sections about ourselves (friends/family/influences, memories, our choice - mine is fears, goals/dreams/hopes, and interests/passions) and the cover. It's actually turning out pretty cool, if I do say so myself. I'm working on the memories and influences sections at the moment, and I've started on the cover, which I totally ripped apart. And then I ripped up one of my photos and scratched out the eyes and stuck it on the front. Still thinking of other ideas. Right now, the list of other things in progress/completed includes:
1. The inside covers (one phrase written in cursive repeatedly)
2. A "introduction" that consists of pages covered in newspaper with tiny pieces of my quotes/lyrics/poetry/random sentences pasted on
3. Most of the memories section, which includes a scratched up photo of a person, a cross I used to wear, masking tape everyplace, ripped up paper, a tiny black heart, and silver wire
4. A piece of the influences section, which includes drawings of eyes of the people who have most influenced me.
My book is kind of out of the loop at the moment. A lot of people making their book into an actual book, writing (legibly and unominously) in it, putting in photos and drawings, painting (recognizable and unmysterious) things, etc., whereas mine is filled with kind of...strange stuff. Foreboding things and inkblots and scratched out words and black and white symbols and stuff that doesn't mean much to anybody but me, at least not anything people know about. The book is turning out really dark, actually, all torn and roughed up, like it's been through a battle. I'm kind of afraid of what the teacher's going to say. She ignores me most of the time, but when she sees this, she's probably going to suggest to my parents that I go see a "really nice kind of doctor."
Yeah. I'll take photos of it for you guys when I'm finished, OK?