Tuesday, April 29, 2008

"The Jungle"

This picture shows the light shinning down through the jungle leaves on a woman. She has a flower in her long black hair and is surrounded by dense jungle. The conceptual theme would be "nature" and perhaps chaos seeing as how the flower pedals could be seen as flames. Maybe there are people burning down the jungle or chopping down trees for industralization purposes. Another theme could be man's harmony with nature. It's really up to the viewer in my opinion. My imagination created the image, now yours will try and decide on what's actually be shown. My ultimate goal is showcase a story in a visually appealing way. What's visually appealing to me may not necessarily be appealing to someone else, but that's ok because people like and understand different things.

I did not present this project to class on the last day because I quite frankly wasn't going to do the assignment. However, I did it anyway, even though it's a day late. In the end, I did the assignment for myself, not because it was due but because I think this is fun and makes me feel good knowing that I can create something so cool. I put my heart into it and it's just one more thing that I can show off as being my own. The whole story aspect of art has brought a whole new light to everything I do. I see everything as having a story now and that just makes me appreciate things so much more.



Sunday, April 27, 2008

The Soul of an Artist

What does this image mean to you? When it comes to symbolism what better than art to represent an idea or thought that has deeper meaning. When I designed this image I was thinking about a person and all the different "colors," emotions, and creative things that could come from someone who considers themselves to not be an artist, but just your average Joe. They could turn something so strange to them into something unique and beautiful for someone else. The physical beauty of the person is art in itself, and the mysteriousness about them makes the experience exciting. The person is different, yet they are being appreciated and praised for being true to themselves. People are experiecing life through the eyes of someone else and they appreciate it more and find beauty in the simplest of things, that were once taken for granted so easily.

Monday, April 14, 2008

The Descent

Today I decided to take some time out for myself and do something I enjoy. Strangely enough though, writing about what I actually did has been very difficult, only because I didn't know what to write other than I did so and so and that's that. However such simple words don't really describe the experience I had while doing what I did, so I'm going to do my best to talk about what I did and hopefully I won't spoil it for anyone that hasn't experienced it for themselves yet. With that said, I watched "The Descent." The reason I watched this movie, if there really needs to be one, is simply because I love horror movies and from what I read it was one of the better horror films, that I hadn't already seen. Horror has always been my favorite genre, whether it be book, game, comic, or movie. I find it to be very entertaining and fascinating. At times it scares the shit out me. It's like I'm experiencing the "what ifs" and fantasy that usually doesn't exist in the world around us. It leaves the possibly that there might be these monsters out there and you might not be as safe as you think. I know that after this film, I doubt I'll ever go exploring caves, especially in the remote parts of the Appalachians.

According to the back of the DVD: "On an annual extreme outdoor adventure, six women meet in a remote part of the Appalachians to explore a cave hidden deep in the woods. Far below the surface of the earth, disaster strikes when a rockfall blocks their exit and there's no way out. The women push on, praying for another exit, but there is something else lurking under the earth. The friends are now prey, forced to unleash their most primal instincts in an all-out war against an unspeakable horror-one that attacks without warning, again and again and again." Sounds scary, eh? It almost sounds like another horror film which was released around the same time called "The Cave," except this movie wasn't nearly as scary as "The Descent." Despite me writing that though, I am not a movie critic and I'm not writing a review so don't read too much into it. I am going to write about "The Descent" and its relation to the concepts of descending, whether it be actually going into something or entering a state of mind.

Obviously these six women descended into an undiscovered cave system in order to experience extreme adventure. As the camera follows each female you come to realize what kind of situation they have placed themselves in and it makes you feel as though you are there. It's dark, it's damp, it's tight, it's hot, your flashlights have a limited supply of energy, you only have so many flares, you have no idea of what could be living down here, you may or may not be claustrophobic, you're unexperienced at cave climbing, you may have to rely on senses other than sight, your only way out has been blocked by rocks, your friend or friends have betrayed you, you can't trust them any longer, and therefore are all alone. This is the situation that these women had to eventually come to terms with, and whether or not they actually did determined whether they lived or died. This leads to the point where they descend into a different state of mind, where they must unleash their most primal instincts in order to survive in this unknown world filled with creatures that have already evolved in order to survive there. Evolution may not be the key to survival, but it's the key to surviving and in an environment such as this cave, which is pitch black, where one has to to rely on "more than the meets the eye." The creatures themselves were once something else, as can be seen from the hieroglyphics, that learned to adapt by relying on their sense of smell, sound, and touch. Humans don't learn to survive without a sense over night though, but do have their most basic extinct, which is to survive, still intact. In order to fully express this basic instinct though is to turn into something of a monster yourself, and only by descending into complete madness can one accomplish this.

The main character, Sarah, loses two important people early on in the film, later experiences claustrophobia, distortion, betrayal, and eventually has to end a friend's suffering. All of this culminates into the point where she goes crazy and just starts killing these creatures. At this time all she's thinking about is revenge and survival, and these creatures are in the way of her achieving both. Funny thing is that she didn't need to get revenge in order to survive. Perhaps she felt as though like she couldn't live on and truly survive without getting her revenge. Up to that point though, she had lost everything and really had nothing else to lose except her life. One would think, why is this woman fighting for her life when she's lost everything. Maybe she felt like she had to survive for everyone else's sake. At the end of film it felt as though like she was this unexperienced killer who had just shot or stabbed someone and ran away in this state of shock and panic, only to later reach a point of reprieve where they break down and deny any of it had ever happened.

Essentially this movie was about how people react when placed in a situation that calls for one to rely on their most basic extincts. The creatures were insignificant when it came down to it because while it does say the women become prey, it's more like the other way around since the women could have still relied on their sight. If the women had put their differences aside and relied more on their intelligence and supposed friendship, they would've been able to fend of these creatures that had distinct weaknesses. This wasn't the purpose of the movie though or it would've been called something similar to "The Cave." This was basically an extreme situation that allowed one's true colors to shine through and for some to descend into the madness that had been concealed inside for so long. In the end, it was every man for himself, or in this case every woman for herself. It was a drama between two women, a best friend, and some not so best friends (real friendship shows when placed in extreme situations), that ended in one fatal bitch slap.


Favorite quite from the movie: "I am a English teacher, not fucking Tomb Raider."-Beth

What the bleep do we know

I just had the pleasure of watching the movie "What the bleep do we know" and I just wanted to post some thoughts on it. First of all, the movie is very bizarre and the thought process behind the narrators is very radical at times, but at the end it all seemed to come together and make sense in some crazy kind of way. As I was watching the movie I took note of some important questions and ideals to ponder:

  • What is reality? We create reality; people affect reality.
  • Things consists of ideas, concepts, and information transmitted.
  • Everyone is one at the subnuclear level.
  • Your brain has no knowledge that something existed or exists; your brain can't see.
  • We create models in our head of how we see the world through the experiences we've had.
  • The concept of god was created in order to create social order and ultimate control.
  • Reality is my possibility; I create my own reality: How can I change it; make it better?
    It's already there and I am insignificant
  • Rotten choices in life are not psychological.
  • You view yourself as boring and uninspiring and struggle to achieve the ideals that society has placed upon you.
  • Why can't I change?
  • People have made up standards of good and bad.
  • Bring meaning to the world around you.

While I'd love to discuss each and everyone of these topics, I've decided not to only because that's what the movie is for. I agree on some level with all of these concepts and the questions are questions I've asked myself many times in the past, and will continue asking myself until I realize that I already know the answer. For me to say that doesn't make much sense only because I don't know the answer to everything. However, I have the ability to find the answer and I shouldn't have to rely on others in order realize that. People may not accept or understand what I've come to understand or what ideals I'm trying to share, but there is a certain degree of agreement and satisfaction from a level that may only become apparent later on. Saying this I'm somewhat contradicting myself because I'm not someone who accepts and understands abstract thought, or considers it art, so easily. When it comes to a movie with a deep underlining message, I praise myself for understanding what I just watched and appreciate it for not being so straight forward, and in fact being abstract in it's own way. So, why do I view something so abstract that I can't familiarize myself with it at all as being complete rubbish? I don't know other than that my eyes have set a standard for acceptance. Someday someone may come along and view my art or thought as abstract and not accept it either. With that said, who am I to judge them for not seeing life in a sideways way. It's not easy to contradict the life we are so accustomed to, especially in today's society. People are so stuck on the ideals that are seen as golden, yet fail to notice the gradual changes that are occurring everyday. It's almost as if the subtle changes overrule the drastic changes because people still see likeness in the subtle changes and complete disarray in the unfamiliar changes. Therefore, change is concept that can be both exciting and scary at the same time, and is up to you whether you accept it or not.

Anyway, back to the movie. My favorite part in the movie was the scene where the main character wakes up from a hangover, after drinking too much at a wedding party, and starts looking at her thighs in the mirror. She is reminded of the image she as well many women struggle to achieve in their daily lives and begins to feel disgusted with herself because she feels like she lost everything important to her because of her ugliness. She calls out to herself "I hate you," then goes in the restroom and sees herself in the mirror once again, and repeats what she said previously. Finally, all the built of frustration and disgust comes out in a fit of anger. She ends up punching the toothpaste tube, causing all the toothpaste to ooze out into the sink, as well as the mirror above the sink, causing it to crack. Then she looks at herself in the mirror and says the following: "You get it, you suck. Look at you, you're fucked, you're ugly, you're worth nothing. You get all that? I hate you." After this she wonders why she can't change and why no one is accepting her, then realizes that the first step is accepting herself and then everything will fall in place. I related to this on so many levels and I felt a strong connection between myself and the main character after this particular scene.

Top 30 songs that move me the most

1. Whitney Houston - "I will always love you"

2. Bette Midler - "The Wind Beneath My Wings"

3. Celine Dion - "My heart will go on"

4. Mariah Carey - "Hero"

5. Leona Lewis - "The first time I ever saw your face"

6. Ayumi Hamasaki - "Carols"

7. Final Fantasy VII - "Aerith's theme"

8. Koda Kumi - "1000 words"

9. Jennifer Hudson - "And I am telling you"

10. Ayumi Hamasaki - "Forgiveness"

11. Mariah Carey - "Make it through the rain"

12. Whitney Houston - "Didn't we almost have it all"

13. Martina Mcbride - "Concrete Angel"

14. Melinda Doolittle - "My Funny Valentine"

15. Avril Lavigne - "When you're gone"

16. Anna Tsuchiya - "Kuroi Namida"

17. Utada Hikaru - "Sakura Drops"

18. Martina Mcbride - "God's Will"

19. Jennifer Hudson - "One Night Only"

20. Olivia Lufkin - "A little Pain"

21. Yuna Ito - "Truth"

22. Rascal Flatts - "What hurts the most"

23. Carrie Underwood - "I know you won't"

24. Whitney Houston - "I have nothing"

25. Katherine Mcphee - "Somewhere over the rainbow"

26. Yuna Ito - "Endless Story"

27. Ayumi Hamasaki - "Voyage"

28. Final Fantasy VIII - "Suteki Da Ne"

29. Koda Kumi - "Hands"

30. Utada Hikaru - "Be my last"

What's the sense in it all?

For this assignment I had to do a small project dealing with my senses in a sideways way. Since I've felt like shit, and currently still do, I was considering bringing in food for everyone then showing them a bunch of disgusting pictures of you guessed it, shit. The problem I had with this was that it's just gross and I probably wouldn't want to return to my blog again. Anyway, what sense is involved when you're sick? Well actually all senses are involved. Some senses are suppressed while others are more sensitive. The overall goal was to make others sick, thus an overall understanding of how I've been feeling or what I've been experiencing with my senses. There's no guarantee that this would have worked though because some people are used to seeing stuff like that and would just brush it off as rubbish. I don't even know what shit feels like, but when I'm sick, having a bad day, stressed out, etc, that just comes to mind. It's like a figure of speech. My grandfather was telling me that people usually look the way you feel, and the funny thing is that I usually don't give a damn about others when I'm feeling like shit. I see someone, they'll look at me with those condescending, "you're crazy," eyes, and I'm like "go fuck yourself." No one is perfect in my eyes when I'm sick because all I'm thinking about is myself and how shitty I feel. Anyway, so the weekend rolled around and I still had not completed this assignment. I began to realize that I'm not a sideways thinker. I want to be creative and I want to create something that people are going to remember, but it's so hard to do that when you're feeling like shit and you have tons of other problems to deal with, such as midterms and family issues. I could sit here for hours on end trying to come up with something but nothing ever comes to me. It's almost as if I'm realizing that new media isn't for me. While ya I am sick and I am being a little irrational, this is something I've been trying to come to terms with for a few months now. The question is how do I look outside the box in order to find that idea that's unique to me. That's one reason I took this class, but I have yet to figure that out since the assignments are giving me more headaches than enjoyment. Nevertheless, I followed through with this assignment and used the sense of sound in order to portray a time and place, in which I live. A more appropriate title for this would have been "The sounds of 4:30 A.M., " but I like the current title as well, plus that is the name of the assignment, and asks the question of what sense is involved.

I basically set a micro-cassette recorder, which is pretty old school considering today's technology, on record at 4:30 A.M., Sunday morning. The cassette had a 60 minute duration, so the recording ended around 5:30ish A.M. The micro-cassette recorder was placed on my desk so that it would be at mid-level, allowing it capture sounds from both high and low levels. Being someone who has a sleeping disorder, sleep apnea, I find that I don't sleep as soundly as most people and thus I'm up and down throughout most of the night and early morning. Most of the sounds that I heard in the recording were very familiar but only because I'm used to those sounds and have learned to sleep around them. The most prominent noise from my room was the sound of what appeared to be a fan, which was my computer. I have a tendency of leaving it on at night because I download movies, music, games, etc (not so much porn despite popular belief that men only download porn). The fans also make this kind of wheezing sound because there's dust or something caught in there. I really don't know. All I know is I paid ~$3,200 for the computer and it's a piece of shit, and the only way I can get it repaired is by mailing to the company and they won't reimburse the money spent on shipping and handling. I also have an 80 gallon saltwater tank in my room which requires a lot of hard work and dedication to sustain. There's constantly water running, water dripping, and stuff crawling around at night moving rocks, such as snails. There's also a protein skimmer in the back that basically mixes the proteins around in the water, keeping it constantly moving allowing creatures that can't move to access the proteins. Then there's the airhead that also increases water flow. Sometimes there were slight vibrations, which I'm used to hearing around my window. My grandfather got up for work around 5:00 A.M. and I could hear him shaving in the bathroom, doors slamming, coffee being made, the dog barking, water constantly running, silverware hitting bows, sandwiches being wrapped up, the channel 7 news, the sound of his heavy shoes hitting the tilled floor in the bathroom and kitchen, light switches being turned on, and the turning of door knobs. As you can imagine, it's very difficult for me to attempt to sleep during this time frame because of all the commotion my grandfather creates as he's preparing for work. However, most of the time I do manage to sleep through of all this. You could literally say that I slept through a tornado.

Moreover, there was heavy breathing and coughing, the sound of what appeared to be blankets or pillows moving, vibrations of metal like metal lamps, and moments of silence. Even in the moments of silence though, there were small little sounds that we consider part of silence. You could call these sounds "the way of life" sounds because they are the movements of things we are most accustomed to and never really acknowledge because it's just there and it happens. Things on your body are constantly moving like dead skin cells falling off, hair moving, eye balls twitching, nails growing and new skin cells forming, breathing, your tongue moving, blood flowing, and lots of other bodily functions that I won't go into. So after everything is said and done I think in a way this is considered sideways because you're looking at life, sounds of life, and acknowledging those sounds in a outside the box kind of way. Not many people wake up and say I'm going to record the sounds I hear at so and so time of the day. Probably other people will relate with me on these sounds because I'm not some abnormal person living an abnormal life. Obviously not everyone is going to experience the same sounds at 4:30 in the morning but there will probably be something there to be heard, unless you're deaf. If I were do this assignment again I would probably put a tape recorder in a public restroom and leave it on record for like 4 hours, then see what I get. I'm sure I'd get some pretty funny stuff, along with some raunchy stuff. As far as new media is concerned, nothing about this is really new and it's most likely been done before, but I suppose the vehicle from which people are hearing it could be considered new media. If I were to have this recording converted to a mp3 file or something and posted it on my blog I would be using new media. In my opinion, at the base of new media is understanding life and understanding what people want or either need. People are what drives new media and so we need to better understand ourselves as well as others.

Daily blogs assignment: The path to the future can be found in the past

Monday, February 11th, 2008 -

In yesterday's class a few students brought up racism and how it's still very rampant in today's society. One student mentioned how Hispanics are always ridiculed for being illegal aliens from Mexico, while another student brought up how the racial slur "nigger (forgive me for using this word, I want people to know what I'm talking about instead of just saying the 'N' word)" still seems to be used when referring to African Americans. There were also students concerned with how children are brought up, what they are taught at a young age both at school and at home, and why students should constantly be reminded of past events related to racism. With all this in mind, I decided to write about awareness of racism and how the past plays a fundamental role in how others view one another in the future.

Tuesday, February 12th, 2008 -

For the most part, we all know racism is bad and that we should treat each other equally. People are classified by their skin color, religion, heritage, language, and place of birth, yet there's no real distinct difference between people, biologically, other than these physical, sociological and psychological differences. While these differences are quite big in the grand scheme things, as far as who people are uniquely, people hardly ever stop and talk to one another, they just see each other physically and judge based on a negative classification that's been imposed upon them.

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008 -

Take for the instance, Islamic people or anyone that looks Islamic or Iraqian. When people from another race see these people they are going to automatically be brought back to the events of 9/11, they will be reminded of the loss, on many levels, that the United States suffered on this day. The grief from within that person's heart will begin to boil up and explode into a fit of either anger or fear. Is this something we should feel towards these people? Not necessarily, but it has been brought upon them by people of similarity. Also, take into consideration slavery and how poorly "white" people treated African Americans because they were seen as different, they were seen as being no different from the cats and dogs we keep as domestic animals. African Americans were supposedly associated with the devil, voodoo, the AIDs, and crime, despite the fact that Caucasians were just as capable of practicing voodoo, participating in sexual acts that spread the AIDs virus, and committing crimes, all ways of the devil. In this sense, it seems as though like the things we feared and the things we still do fear have been given a color; It's easy to just represent something by color because that makes it all more noticeable in a society that's fixated on the physical aspects of life.

Thursday, February 14th, 2008 -

If you've ever taken a history class you've probably learned about World War I, or the Great War (it actually has many names), and World War II. Both wars encompassed events that changed the world and, in time, led the way to the world we now have. At the core of these wars was racism. I say racism because one's race includes everything they believe in, not just the physical aspects. Religion, being something a race believes in, has played a fundamental part in the history of the world, and in turn the history of humanity. Everything has been built from the principles found in religion and it still plays a fundamental part in our society today. Even growing up you are taught certain principles of morale, that are based on a religion. In this way, you can think of religion as the way of life. You may consider yourself non-religious, yet everything you do is based on religious teachings. Putting aside whether there really is a God or a devil, religion is really a way of keeping society in order, stabilized, even if at times it goes astray from its core principles. For example, consider stop lights. No, religion says nothing about creating stop lights, but calls for order instead, as well as creativity. While some people may not accept creativity, they can't deny the fact that creative thought processes have brought about much of what we have today and what we know. Creativity will also determine the future.

Friday, February 15th, 2008 -

Yesterday, I brought up history, specifically WWI and WWII, because it has a habit of repeating itself. Thus, the reason why it's continuously ingrained in our heads. We may not want to hear or learn about people being killed, but we also don't want something so tragic to happen again. However, people still brush history of as being rubbish, or a thing of the past, yet people are still dieing and experiencing racism. Those people that were alive and experienced the events of both wars, are most likely traumatized for life and don't want to be reminded of such things but they still talk about it and they have mixed feelings about it all. Many soldiers questioned why they were fighting. Obviously they knew it was for their country, but aren't the other people doing the same thing? What makes them any different? Then there are people who either lost family and friends, or were forced to experience racism first hand. Don't you think they were wondering why this was happening or why they were seen differently despite being humans themselves? While they may not have understood why, we do because we know what happened, at least according to the books and personal testimonies, and we know that it was wrong. Yet, we still experience similar issues today.

Saturday, February 16th, 2008 -

One person is all it takes for racism to still exist, and with a mix of religious beliefs as well a manipulation, that one person can convert, so to speak, other people into believing the same. If you don't believe it, then learn about history and you'll see that history tells us this. History is an educational tool, and people are educated so that they can spread intelligence instead of ignorance, because in a world filled with ignorance there's nothing but chaos and stupidity.

Sunday, February 17th, 2008 -

As a child you experience intelligence first hand, no it's not Einstein intelligence but it's learning intelligence, intelligence that leads the way for more of it. You are educated by those closest to you, most likely your mom and dad, maybe older siblings or other relatives or someone just older than you. The most fundamental ways of life are taught to you from these individuals, and from there you learn a higher level of education from going to school. The racial ignorance we are still experiencing in today's society is from uneducated adults that either weren't educated themselves or were educated from biggets. Therefore, if someone isn't being educated properly at home, they need to be educated at school and the parents need to be educated along with the children if there is a difference in teaching. Students shouldn't be learning something at school, then coming home and the parents saying the complete opposite. When it comes down to it, who do you think the student is going to listen to, their parents or teachers? Most likely their parents, and peers who are also listening to their parents.
With all this said, the path to the future can be found in the past. Educating children with a proper knowledge of equality and history will bring forth a society that's built on strong principles of equality, and make the world more unified. Equality is something that's universal and essential to the future of humanity. While there are still many troubling aspects in our lives and in the world we live in, as a single individual we can only do so much but as a whole we can come together and create something great, making our lives less troubling and a world for our children to live in.