In an artless goverment......

If I lived in any place where the heads or government restricted or banned any to all types of art I'd go nuts. Art, whether its with writing, drawing, painting, photography, or anything for that matter, the world wouldn't be the same at all. Without the freedom to express ourselves in different ways, emotions bottle up more. What if you were someone who didn't really like the world. Who lived a pretty dull, dark & dim life. What would you do? Can't truly do much without art. No real true way to say what your wouldn't or couldn't say normally. What would happen to you? Everything, thoughts, feelings and everything upon everything that happened to you stayed there. No-one else knowing or understanding. I think, if you were that person, you'd go nuts too.

Begining work of Beauty

For the beauty project for Photo, Vasa told me to be creative after I said I like to create more then take. She gave me the idea for glow-in-the-dark stars in my project. I got the idea for a 3-D kinda project. Shoebox Starry scene. I've only started it but i got a basic idea started.

Dark, semi-blurry city pictures from last year, Black&Blue crayons, Black constuction paper, Blue construction paper so far.

Now for pipe cleaners, string, stars, and a toy boat maybe? I don't know yet.

Lets see how this ends up....maybe I can use my boredom as a plus for once...

Class/Project/Photography Related topic...as of now thats honestly difficult...

A topic that is free but yet has to be about either class, photography, or our project related. My mind isn't exactly on any of the above topics. At all to be honest. I personally have a lot on my mind and it's all out of school related. But I guess, from the confusion, business and everything going on, I could use that to my advantage.

For the photo project, beauty, I kinda wanna use a song I'm currently obsessed with as my idea behind it. "Just A Dream" by: Christina Grimmie, Sam Tsu, and Nelly.

I am absolutely in LOVE with this song. And yes I know I've said it before but I really mean it with this one. I'm not one to stick to one kind of thing for too long without losing attention or interest in it. Or simply due to the fact I'm overly lazy when it comes to somethings that require unique work unless I'm free to do it how and when I want. Getting the result I wanted from the begining.

My idea, or idea behind said idea, is like this: Since the idea for the moon & stars had failed, I wanna find a different way of incorporating it. If I can't shoot them directly, try indirectly taking a similar picture with that meaning/idea behind it. And I'm not exactly sure what I plan to do just now. But I think I'm on to a few possibilities. I, actually for once, wanna show the person I really am and what I can really do. Not who I hide and show everyone that I am. Time to show me.

"A Girl And Her Cat" By: Me (Part one)

There once was a girl named Elli. Her and her boyfriend Marco were living together in this run-down old house in Midtown Canada.Elli was a beautiful, red headed, wild punk rocker kind of chick. While Marco was more quiet, friendly but the lead singer to his own personal band "The What's?"Both were young, being only in their mid  twenty's.

One day, Elli awoke to a weird purring noise. Getting up realizing her boyfriend wasn't beside her, or even home, she got her robe on and went to see what it was. She went to her front door and opened it to see a basket. Pulling the sheets off it, finding nothing. She held the basket and turned to close the door, to see a baby bobcat starring back at her. She leaned down and it dashed away. Looking all over her house looking for the strange cat, she was also pondering the question, "Where was Marco?"
Two or three hours later she had given up her frantic search. While blasting her new "Black Veil Brides" playlist on her ipod speakers, she finds a note on the floor.

"Dear Marco,
          Haii sweety. Thanks for all your help the other night. I feel a lot better now. =] Your amazing. See you next week! *kisses*

                                                                                                                  Love,
                                                                                                              <3 Patrisha."

To her shock, she realized the name. It was Marco's ex girlfriend. Marco hadn't mentioned her to Elli lately though. But he has been gone a lot more often. Elli thought to herself, "....could her really be cheating...on me...?" Shaking off the thought of it, the mysterious bob-cat re-appeared.

This time she had sat down and the cat jumped onto her lap and lied down purring loudly. Elli sat there, with the strange cat on her her lap asleep, for the most of the remaining day. For once in her life, she could relax. At least until Marco gets home...

A career in Photography: Nature, Wildlife and Traveling photographer.

If I had to chose a career in photography I would LOVE to become a wildlife nature photographer. Even with Nature shooting, that would be amazing. I've always had this interest in animals and I really like most of the pictures I take on my walks. So I think it'd be suitable to say that I'd go for Nature, wildlife and Traveling photographer for my Photography career. =]

A photograph of Happiness. A blast from my past...

 If it were possible to photograph happiness, my happiest moment ever would be the moment I knew that my friend Scruffy would always be my best friend. Honest to god I truly love him and to me, he is always going to be family. Nothing less then that.
 In the begining, I was in 7th grade and  him in 5th. I had become friends with him through my elementary school friend Justin and my other new friend Emily. Him and Emily had their good times occasionally but not very often. So in the midst of all of their drama with one another and fighting and in general drama, I was always involved. I, at the time, thought of Emily as the better friend and Scruffy as simply a friend. Little did I know how wrong I would be proven to be...
By the end of the school year...even a little before...Emily became friends with a kid named PJ. Who I had never, ever, gotten along well with. As she got close to him, I was thrown away. But I'll admit to being naive and sticking with her no matter the torment she put me through. But one day came. And she was being extremly mean to me in front of PJ. She started bringing stuff up, that was extremly personal to me. And it really...really hurt. I ran off crying to the playground to the side of my middle school. I run over there in tears and find Scruffy. He runs up behind me and follows me to the top of the slide and gave me a pat on the back and stayed with me. Not asking anything untill he saw I was ok.
  I told him everything, and how sorry I was for not being a good friend to him. He looked at me and smiled. Told me not to worry about it. I calmed down the longer me and him talked. We stayed at the top of the slide talking for hours. Simply getting to know eachother. And when my mom called me to go home, I asked him if he wanted to go. He said no but he had to walk home too. So we walked as far as we could together. He gave me the best hug I've ever had and told me everything would be ok and the Emily was only being...well...a female dog putting it nicely.
From that moment on..the time on the slide and that day in general. I knew he'd always be there. And he is to this very day.

Photography....what is it?

Many people think that Photography isn't a form of art. Photography on it's own is an individual form of expression. In which ones thoughts, experiences, feelings and sometimes even ones soul is shown through the artists work. Photographers tend to take pictures through which their work, in some manor, express's an experience or possible belief that they might have on different topics. So how can people honestly go out and say that photography isn't a form of art?

Museums. Open minded or Ignorant?

As far as museums come along, most workers, mainly the curators, tend to put their opinions on the work that their particular artwork that they show off. Whether there is truly a way of saying an individual piece, is honestly "good" or "bad." So I don't think that their line of work is fair or right of them to do. Ok, I know that it's their job to tell people that want tours or such, about the art. But who gives them the right to put into people's minds that some work is good and others aren't?

If that is what good art is. What exactly is "bad" art?

Bad art. Is there such a thing? Think back to the days of cavemen. Was there such thing as bad artwork? How about the Medieval Times or the Romance Era? Was there?
 Thinking back into man kinds histroy. I can't exactly place the thought of how to describe "bad" art. Cause there never was nor is there such a kind. "Bad" art would to me, I guess, be something that an indivdual can't relate to. Something in which one's self just did. No reason or feeling in it. It's just, in a sense, kind of there. Dead space.
 But to the everyday person, I guess "bad" artwork doesn't truly exist. That's simply how I think of things.

The idea behind good art is what exactly?

Good art. Is there truly such thing? So many styles and so many fashions and procedures. What exactly makes a person say it's good? Every indivdual goes through different life experiences. Thus changing they may look or act towards different things. That includes specific art. So in order for a particular person to think or believe that something is "good" They must have something either to compare it to, or something in which it makes them think about. Wheather that one thought is a good or bad one, is fully depending upon that particular person themselves.

So in general, I say that "Good Art" isn't so much as "good" as it is unique. Cause art lays in the eye and minds of its beholders. Nothing more or less to it really. It's not based off of skill or that of talent. But that of spirit and personality and experience.

Cookies and Milk make a freshman very happy =]

Dear readers,

It's come to my attention that high school life, is full of good times & bad. Major dissapointments with a side of joy. Either way, it could be the best & worst years of any persons life. And theres one almost impossible thing that not many people can seem to avoid. And that, my friends, is drama.

Either in the home,

Or in school.

And even, most often enough, within their group of friends.


But, even with the best of friends, there comes those times when they can't even truly help you. Or at least, not in the most convential of ways...

Within this past week alone. My one friend has gone through a lot of changes in his life. Not all, actually mostly, for the worst.

Mostly relating to people he has cared about for a long time over the past couple of years, suddenly letting a girl get to them, and end up stabbing him in the back.

So me & my friend Darien have come up with the idea.

Why not give him a cookie & some milk in the morning before school starts?

So we have been doing so for the past week or so now. And to our surprise, the idea seems to have a been good luck charm of some sort. With giving our freshman friend a few cookies and small cup of milk, he  goes to his class with a smile. And a good, happy-go-lucky attitude. Thus, the kids in his classes talk to him more now. And he has made new, better group of friends. :)

A lot of his depressing issues have no since diminished and or have completly gone away. With cookies & milk and a few good compliments.

Who knew?

My first post on here(: Lets talk bout art. Shall we?

Ok =] I'm new to the site and I'd like to welcome everyone of you who are currently viewing my page.

This site is purely (at least for now) to talk about my art and discuss why I do what I do.

My work currently, is a reflection of some things going on in my life currently. As I'm pretty sure mostly everyone elses is as well. Well, what makes my work stand out, at least in my eyes, is the style.

Each piece I do, to me, reminds me of a person. Either one I currently know or even some from the past.

I like to think of each piece as something personal. Honestly. I may not be the most creative person in the art world, but I am different. At least in my own opinion.

The project Mrs.Vasa (My photo II teacher) has us doing right now is a Pinhole Camera. I've made mine from my old Kodak Camera box. I'd like to experiment a bit and see if I can get any maybe, unpropotional pictures out of it in the end. So they looked like they're wrong, but aren't.

Reason being, is that, I've come to the conclusion, that everything isn't always as it seems. And its always possible to change how something looks to someone else, or even yourself. Just gotta work at it a bit and maybe see it from a different point of view if possible.

Don't be so closed minded and only see things as they look. Look beyond them. And this goes for indivdual people too.

Like the old saying goes: "Don't judge a book by it's cover." I hope that message aplys to the pictures I am curretnly taking.

Thank you all for taking the time to read this.

Sincerly,
Donna