art crit

"a vandal is somebody who throws a brick through a window. an artist is somebody who paints a picture on that window. a great artist is somebody who paints a picture on the window and throws a brick through it."
quote found in New Yorker at some point in time.

in college i had to take art criticism. i think it was my least favorite class. even moreso than public speaking and chemistry. being a part of that class was like being in a conversation, or debate rather, with someone about the coexistence of predestination and free will. like riding an eternal ferris wheel - you never really get anywhere. i mean, art is art. it's awesome and it works - just leave it at that. that's my opinion anyway

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the portrait below that i did of my grandfather was done in chalk. i really like that media. it's fast and it's forgiving.

grandpa burton. picture taken october 2003. passed away february 2004. piece completed september 2005. 

watercolor painting by Z L Feng. an amazing artist that i found out about and met on sunday. his stuff is soo the bomb 

a sweet surprise from my sweet tea 

me and my crazy grandpa. ole blue eyes. we like to call him "big ears" too. 

hotlanta 

this one's for you, rob 

what a pair! go jackets! 

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i love my old oscar schmidt - did i spell that right - it is a good friend. its one of the things that keeps me sane. just like my easel and just like blogger.

chestnut ridge youth group - you guys rock! remember to be salty and to be light (matt. 5:13-16)

i had a pretty busy weekend. helped with a lay renewal retreat in laurens. lay renewal retreat = revival led by lay people. what it really means is - you better be ready for anything. you have no idea what to expect except that the Holy Spirit will move. it was cool.

then yesterday afternoon i washed my car - that was a desperate situation.

right now i'm at my old primary school. i'm gonna sub for my old music teacher this afternoon. 1st graders. this should be fun. they don't have to sit on those awful risers anymore. now they have these colorful hard plastic bleacher type things. they still have gold bears. they don't give piddly points anymore - you just get your name written on a blue slip.

i'm considering getting certified to teach art at public school. i think it might be fun. i just have to go back to school for a little bit in order to be certified - i don't know if i'm quite ready for that yet. i've been free for a little over a year. i will have to know for sure that that's what i really want for me to willingly go back to school.

'what did the bald man say when someone gave him a comb?

i'll never part with it.'

i'm going to the state line to meet my boyfriend tonight. its been almost seven days since i've seen him. and i'm still breathing and functioning - wow! okay, i could get really sappy here fast, but i'll spare you. i am excited to see you though, lee. but you know that already.

i've been reminded recently of an old dream of mine - to be an author and illustrator of children's literature. really, just to be an illustrator would be the bomb. yes, the bomb.

i think this tree will be pink - what do you think? i'm taking votes... 

silver shrubs - under construction 

august 31, 2005 - blessed assurance