Paint On Visual Analysis

College is an opportunity to truly discover who you are. Often enough, you hear people saying “You should really major in this field, I think you would really enjoy this career.” or, “Do you think you really want to study that? Have you thought about what you will be doing ten years from now?” filling your mind with self doubt, uncertainty, and the anxiousness of not knowing what you want to do with the rest of your life. Mark Edmundson wrote an article titled, Who Are You and What Are You Doing Here?, published in Oxford American addressing college students and their families how the most important thing college students should focus on is personal growth. When students take their courses seriously their engagement can help finding out who they really are and which future career will lead not necessarily to great financial success, but to a career and life that is very satisfying. Edmundson wants to inspire his audience and have them take what he is saying seriously. Edmundson uses satirical informal language and hypothetical situations to effectively persuade college students to focus on their personal growth in order to create a life and career that is deeply fulfilling.

The distinctively visual is a prominent characteristic in which the composer shapes a unique visual perspective for the responder to interpret. Using a variety of techniques and languages, the composer is distinctively able to create vibrant and lively visualisations within their work. The poetry of Douglas Stewart, in particular ‘Lady feeding the cats’ and ‘Nesting time’ and the image of ‘’Firefighters at twin towers attack’’ photographed by Todd Maisel are particularly effective. Douglas’ poems uniquely portray ordinary people and outsiders at touching and meaningful moments, experiences and connection with nature that creates an image to the reader the relationship of man and nature and how nature can challenge

Vision and the act of looking is an important and recurring theme in many horror films. In early gothic literature, such as in Guy de Maupassant 's Le Horla, the author presents vision as definitive and universal proof and stresses the importance of seeing as well as the act of showing gore. As a society, we are routinely told ‘seeing is believing ' in the wake of any paranormal or supernatural phenomena, placing weight on the tangible. However, as science and technology have progressed the faithfulness of visual representation is increasingly throw into question, which in turn has led to societal anxiety. A few years earlier, video footage of an event rarely had its validity questions, whereas now it is easy

It was my freshman year of high school when I took Drawing A; I quickly learned that I had a skill that I had previously ignored and began embracing it. Sophomore year, though, was when I truly started using my art. It was during this year that I received a 4 on my AP-Studio Art portfolio, and won four awards at Scholastic Art and Writing in photography. Art gave me a feeling of accomplishment that I didn’t usually get in the rest of my academics, so I always tried my

The pencil liberates my stresses and sorrows. Bare and unimpeded, my mind is able to isolate itself from anything that was happening in my life. At my art table, which is merely an escape from reality, my curiosity is able to wander. Within this room, five blank canvas's look in on me as I become a mold of my imagination. A step inside my world develops into a sea of color and exploration. The vibrancy of the walls resonates throughout. Over the years, my room has served as my oasis. It’s my escape from monotonous and mundane routines. It’s my exploration of another side of me. I observe such works of art almost as much as I create. Taking notice of my classmates’ innovations and inspired by their creativity, my paintbrush begins to alleviate stress. I strive to produce pieces others will appreciate, but often find myself to be the true admirer. My pride, in this world, is driven simply by my own curiosity to express myself. I credit this side of me as the “passion” that supplements my insane drive for success. This passion has sparked critical thinking in me as well as how I see failure. Life is a blank canvas and you can truly draw whatever you want, and if you fail, you start over and don’t make that same mistake again! Hard work takes ideas quite far, but true success is derived from ingenuity and the generation of

I’m sitting at my computer, ignoring pages of economics homework and mugs of cold tea now strewn about my desk, as I search for a direction to go with my life. Such was was my predicament several months ago. It’s undeniable that I’m an artist, hard and true, for a pencil found its way into my hand as a child, and no desire of mine nor of the universe ever tempted it to pry away. Throughout my earliest years and memories, I maneuvered with graphite, paint, and crayon every adventure that I ever dreamt of pursuing. Oh, I was a resilient child, as well, who refused to take part in any art class at school or as an extracurricular for an abundance of years, as I was invariably convinced that I could learn all I wished on my own accord! Consequently,

I graduated from Hilliard Darby High School this past spring. My love for art began very young with my father who always made sure to encourage my creativity. I remember making coil pots with him during the summer and then painting them. In the ninth grade I took painting which I immediately became attached too. For the past four years I have continued to expand my abilities and strengthen skills with the help of my teacher Mrs. Kulick-Brown. From there I have completed several commissioned pieces for teachers and their families. Painting has taught me a lot about color and composition. During high school I also was involved in ceramics where I competed in the annual ‘Feats of Clay” competition. I love the focus and serenity I experience

When I first heard Ms. Drummey tell us that we would complete a project reflecting on ourselves I thought, “Oh good, this is going to be a piece of cake,” but as I sat down to choose the songs, poems, and art I would use, I discovered that this assignment would be nowhere near as easy as I had originally thought. You see, I had never truly analyzed who I am as a person and who I wanted to be. Hours upon hours of work later, I finally have a blurred sense of who I am, who I want to be, and where my life is going. Each individual entry has allowed me to realize my strengths and weaknesses, and as memories were pulled from the depths of my hippocampus, I was nearly drawn to tears.

Knowing the struggles my ancestors have prevailed upon to provide me the opportunity to pursue my dreams is humbling. They’ve taught me that education is power. I was able to understand its magnitude by becoming an English teacher to students from a local underprivileged public school. I had been capable of reminding them that they are entitled to dream, simply by giving them the knowledge and opportunity to think outside of the box. As I move on to college, I hope to continue to empower individuals through education, providing them the opportunity that my great-grandmother wished for but did not have. Despite the tumultuous path to accepting and understanding myself, I know that college will be another colorful fragment to the patchwork of my

Once in high school, I put my all into my art. I started exploring different styles and types of art, like design. I applied my skills everywhere: from designing the yearbook for eight years straight to photographing for the Admissions team. I toyed with mediums like acrylic and watercolor as I deviated from the paper I used to use. As time passed, art became who I am: it was what I used to think and feel about the world and I’m compelled to create for

When I began my project, I envisioned myself using oil paint on canvas. I’ve always admired oil paintings, when the paint is thickly applied and layered. I researched my artists and learned about their techniques. It seemed easy enough, and I felt confident to give it a try. Unfortunately, things did not work out like I planned, and I found that I have a lot to learn. Van Gogh layered his paint with short thin brush strokes using different colors in Starry Night. I learned that the colors must set before you can layer them, so the colors do not smudge together. Also, during my research I found out that Monet would only paint for one hour at a time, and now I understand why. I found myself getting frustrated

There are lots of lines in this painting. There are vertical and horizontal lines on the white buildings in the background. There are lines going upward toward the sky that look like brown poles. There is a white line going down the middle of the street. There are lines in the fence in the back. There are lines on the people's hats that they are wearing. There are lines on people's clothes. There are lines everywhere in this painting that your eyes go everywhere. The vanishing point is the middle of the top of the building in the background. This picture has two dimensional space. There is nothing in this picture that you can see all the way around it so that makes it two-dimensional.

The King of Paint is a full-service sign shop that is located in St. Francis, Wisconsin. The King of Paint offers traditional sign painting, pinstriping, and gold leafing. Their services include signs, cool stuff, commercial vehicles, cars, and motorcycles. Their classes and workshops include Pinstriping 101 and Hand Lettering 101. The King of Paint is led by Jeff Williams. Jeff Williams is a sign painter. He has been a professional sign painter since 1981. For more than 35 years, Jeff Williams has been preserving the lost art of hand-lettering, pinstriping, and gold-leafing as traditional sign painters practiced for decades before him. Jeff Williams has been featured in Sign Painters, a documentary film released in 2014 and directed by Faythe

"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." Vision Little Better Than a Man, Little Worse Than a Beast is a contemporary example of the problems that come with the clash of individual ideologies and fear of the unknown. We experience a sinister, bone-chilling exploration of the American Dream, through the optical receptors of an inhuman Synthezoid. Through the Visions, or as George would say, “fancy, red toasters” bracing truths exploring the human condition become apparent. Tom King provides a disturbing cynical view on societies duality with regards to acceptance of outsiders, and as the comic says, “the truth hurts.” The truth much like the relationships within Vision is built upon a shaky foundation of ambiguity and lies. Vision’s American Dream is to assimilate and achieve normality. However, can an outsider accomplish this in a society that has historically rejected and disparaged outsiders?