2021 4D

This is a story about a promise made to us by God to cause no harm to us, and to care for us despite our brokenness and sin. This story always reminds me of spring because that’s when we see the most rainbows here in Colorado. The special moments are a beautiful reminder of how loved and cared for we are by Him, and that no matter how hard the past season was, He brings life and beauty into the next. Spring to me every year is a reminder of how we aren’t always in a season of growth, we will inevitably have cold and harsh winters and times that push us down, but we are promised redemption and life so no matter how hard it might be now better is going to come. 

I have struggled with people pleasing for a long time. It has made me resent others in relationships, as well as blame myself for their shortcomings. During the pandemic, I had less and less to give to myself, and spent much more time aiding others. I’ve worked hard to unlearn some of this behavior, but I have to watch myself. I can’t put all of my spoons in one place. I need to give myself time to recuperate and work through my own things before helping others. If I have a limited amount of spoons, I need to be wise with them.  

Burning up the cold nights.

This was the third portrait in a series of four on the same page. I wanted to emphasize the elements of repetition that comes with making art and also showcase the conflicting nature of the artistic process of both creating and destroying. The only thing that remains of this picture is this video. I liked the idea of story lost and never being told, just being written over with something new. I liked the idea of showing the effort that goes into art that never gets seen because it was never meant to be seen: it is just there to help the artist grow and is never given a second thought.

I also encourage you to take a look at part 2 because I am incredibly happy with the picture I was able to get :)

2/2

Over the last few months I have been learning about techniques used by directors in the 20th century, mainly Alfred Hitchcock. I wanted to use his technique from Psycho and apply it with a more modern theme about depression and self harm. I wanted to show that these feelings we have today aren’t new for humanity and that we need to focus on helping people who suffer from these thoughts and actions. No matter who they are. 

                  Poem by Andrew Cline

Art of making boba

Project 4: One Minute Performance

A type 1 diabetic pricks its fingers at least 10 times a day. First thing in the morning, before every meal, before working out, before bed. Faces an average of 180 decisions each day around how to manage their blood sugars. In this performs I want to recognize our daily norm, the thing we must do everyday to stay alive and healthy. Recognize the different readings from our Glucometers and how big of an impact they can have on our daily life. Although we are faced with many decisions everyday and finger pricking, living with type 1 makes you stronger and makes you really appreciate life. 

The idea for this project came to me sporadically. I had just ordered $50 worth of takeout food for myself and on my drive home I envisioned a low lit room with faint tv noises and the emphasis of food. When I began recording it felt right to indulge, so I did. I enjoy this video and it makes me slightly uncomfortable

The tone you achieved fits really well with the subject matter....it reminded me of when I was a kid and my dad would bring home McDonalds and I would watch Cartoon Network while I ate. Nostalgic...but maybe not the healthiest.

My piece is a video performance as I come home for the day and that process. In the beginning I am wearing all black and dressed head to toe, by the end I am in a tank top and shorts. I was motivated by my own personal growth. I have been struggling a lot with mental health and how I feel as though I’m putting on a front for the world around me, so I decided to show me finally being comfortable in my own skin, no longer hiding from the world as much as possible. My process began with trying on a lot of clothes and then I sort of realized how the color of my clothing could affect the piece. So, I am emerging from my hardened steely black exterior to become a new person even if there’s many steps along the way.