Certain emotions can only be felt when you're speeding down an empty road past midnight, surrounded by a motley crew of teenage boys. This I discovered on the 14th of October, 1989, when I found in myself a fear of things I had previously thought impossible.
"You'll be fine, you haven't done nothing." This was Dave, lacklustre drug-addict, rudeboy and petty criminal extraordinaire. His voice was a bass monotone, blank and expressionless in the darkness that cloaked our features. I knew him to be small, tough and wiry, with stumped, toned limbs that would have looked comical, had they not been treacherously marked with the bruise of se
Favourite genre of music: alternative, oldies, swing, new wave, post punk Favourite style of art: outsider art MP3 player of choice: ipod 8GB Personal Quote: southerndogs.daportfolio.com
Favourite Visual Artist
kent williams, toulouse lautrec, alex kanevsky, amanda nedham, james jean
Favourite Movies
full monty, badlands, withnail & I, quadrophenia, billy liar
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
the jesus & mary chain, orange juice, daniel johnston
art school is so challenging... they push you in ways I hadn't imagined. I never expected it to hurt so much either, being pushed out of one's comfort zone and really having to think conceptually/out of the box about the task at hand.
They split us into random groups. Ours had 3 girls and 3 boys, the majority of whom already knew each other. Compared to my previous college, they were less open and 'inviting', something that made me feel extremely intimidated from the outset. Then the tutors set us a group brief; to create an installation/sculpture from the junk we had been told to bring in the day before, working as a team. This also
the so-called 'student day' for the Foundation art Course I'm starting in September turned out to be a bit of a drag. I thought it would be an opportunity to talk to my classmates, but it wasn't; I should have realized. They talked at us for a little while ,then gave us a cringeworthy summer assignment (I hate taking pictures of myself, and we have to reinvent ourselves as things) to hand in on the first day of term. After that, we were free to wander and observe the student exhibitions... I got lost in the building because there everything looked the same. I kept trying to get out and just ended up back where I started, like some crazy
I got a new macbook pro for my birthday, and the screen definition is fantastic for viewing art on. I can see in close, high definition, every brushstroke and pencil line, something that makes looking at wonderful artworks even better. A blessing is what it is, especially taking into consideration my plans to possibly study graphic design or illustration an university next year.