Saturday, May 22, 2010

Graduation Sensation!

I can't believe I am finally done with my Bachelors! Let only graduating with my class.
Over the past for years, I have:

- been to three different colleges
- had 4 different majors (all within art or science)
- moved 6 semesters out of 8 (a total of 11 times including the summers)
- Lived in a sorority
- Lived in a mice and roach infested apartment (I will never miss that about Pratt)
- Learned that I am a grumpasaurus if I pull all-nighters and fall asleep in class anyways. I just can't do it!
- Been in the armed forces
- Worked at least part time every semester
- Met some of the craziest, kindest, and fantastic people
- Done a lot a growing, but there is so much more to do!
- Met the most amazing man in the entire world, got engaged, and finally married!

It has been a crazy college experience, but I loved (most every) minute of it!

Graduation was held in Radio City Music Hall and was an experience within itself. There were hundreds of graduation students in our vibrant red robes with family from all corners of the world. I was so happy that my dad, stepmom, Nana, great-aunt, and my amazing hubby were all able to come. SVA has a video of the whole thing! Check out Visual and Critical Studies for the best major in the school!

SVA Graduation!!!


Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Belated Senior Studio Post

Belated updates on the Periodic Quilt are finally here! A month ago, the seniors at the School of Visual Arts had open studios, allowing students to decorate and curate their own studio spaces to their liking. Visual and Critical Studies (which is obviously the most amazing major at SVA) worked our little buns off to beautify our 7-studio block. The food was delicious, the give-aways were adorable, and the projects all very unique.

The centerpiece in my studio was an 11.5x5.5ft quilt. Each square is digitally embroidered with an element from the Periodic Table of Elements (even the new Ununseptium, element 117, which was discovered during the quilt’s creation).

Opposite the quilt was a collection of little pillows made from extra squares and some more embroidery.

These little babies are also digitally embroidered. It's a matryoshka family!

Finally, here is the finished Madison Square Park Map on watercolor paper.

We had a fantastic turn out and were all really happy with our projects. College is almost over!

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Guggenheim's Moments of Magic

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A few months ago, my friend, Hammad, and I went to the Tino Sehgal show at the Guggenheim Museum. I had heard of Sehgal’s other works would put viewers into “constructed situations” in which participants or workers will carry out instructions. For example, a few years ago in a Chelsea gallery, visitors would enter, seeing guards at their posts (which is often the case in these high-end galleries). Suddenly, all of the guards would burst into song and dance, chanting “art is so con-TEM-por-ar-y TEM-por-ar-y!” As quickly as they began their performance, they ended, once again standing still at their posts.

This most recent work was entitled “This Progress.” Your journey began at the base of the towering, spiral staircase in the museum, the first time since the building’s opening that the walls were just white, clean of art and the ceiling skylight was opened. It was spectacular to see Wright’s creation as is was intended. Sadly, cameras were not permitted (as with many of Sehgal’s works) and I was being good that day.

We were greeted by a young boy, no older than twelve that boldly confronted us with the question “What is progress?” I can remember the funny inflection in his voice as he asked the only philosophical question I had heard outside of a classroom setting (or in one of the lovely banters my husband and I have).

I think Hammad was a better listener and conversationalist than I was that day. I couldn’t get over the white, spiral staircase. If I wasn’t so afraid of heights I would have slid down that “railing.” Or roller-bladed down the ramp :P. As we continued up the ramp, we encountered teenagers, adults, and finally those in their golden age, each asking or questioning our definition of progression. Some focused more on abstract concepts while others regaled stories from their own lives.

It never ceases to amaze me that in New York City with all of its vibrancy and concentrated population that we don’t speak to each other more. The city that never sleeps is often silent. This refreshing little encounter reminded me of that silence as well as the beautiful and diverse humanity in the city that I miss every day. This magical moment of a great friend, astounding architecture, philosophy and New Yorker conversation was a great way to spend an afternoon.