Whitney Response

I know that this is supposed to be a comparison entry of pieces I saw on my visit to the Whitney, but first I would like to address my favorite piece. The piece was an enormous mized media drawing called "Master of the Universe" or "Flex Master" done by Aurel Schmidt. I fell in love with this bizarre and fascinating piece the moment I saw it.
The insanity and complexity of this piece were what I found to be so incredibly attractive. I became even more fond of the piece when I read what was used to make it: a combination of graphite, colored pencil, synthetic polymer, beer, dirt, and blood on paper. I stood, staring, at this magnificent creature longer than I looked at anything else (besides the movies scattered throughout the museum). I was very disappointed when I could not find a print of it in the gift shop. (Not that I had the money for it).

One of the first pieces I saw upon entering the museum, like many others, was the large, bridge-like, bright red sculpture. The bumpy, fuzzy structure was described by one of my friend as soething that resembled a uterus. Needless to say, it was hard to shake that image after it was implanted in my mind. (Thanks, Shannon!) Unfortunately, I failed to write down the name of the piece. Stupid.
Then, at the end of my visit to the museum, on the fifth floor, I found myself standing in front of a massive piece by Uklanski called 'Red Dwarf'. This huge, round, abstract and textured piece reminded me of the very first piece (from above) I saw. The vivid red and intresting texture of this piece was instantly related in my mind to that very first sculpture I saw.

Nothing I saw in this museum-- although I saw ALOT of really incredible things -- impressed me nearly as much as Schmidt's Master of the Universe'. I really enjoyed this museum trip.

Self-Visualization

My concept for the self-visualization project was to illustrate the different phases and cliques I went thru to get to the person I am now.
In 5th grade, while dating "King of the Punks" I became someone who fit the mold of the stereotypical 'freak' or 'mall rat'. This phase, the mallrat phase, while most intense in the 5th grade, carried on until my first year in highschool.
Before the 5th grade I was in the popular crowd. Even during middle school while I leaned towards the mall rat group, I was still very much a part of the popular girls and guys. However, I was fully devoted to this group leading up to middle school. In fact, my then best friend and I pratically ruled the school for years.
When I got to high school is when I decided I was totally over the cliques I had been formerly associated with. The middle image in my project was mean to look happiest and the most liberated, because I have enjoyed the life I lead as an independant individual much more than any other time of my life.