I was once in High School

More from the slide-sorting process…

Still Life

I found these images that I made in high school — not ones that I think about much, but interesting to reflect back on, as they represent some of my variety…

The one with the binary code and heart diagram– I remember having an inspiration and then following up on it.  I think I was listening to too much Nine Inch Nails and writing pretttty tortured poetry at that time.  I like the weaving technique and “symbol-rich graphic design”.

Next up we have an Art 2 assignment from Mr. (Gary) Borreman’s class.  He was a really cool teacher: treated his students like real people, worthy of trust and responsibility.

I took his class as a freshman, although he unfortunately got fired in the middle of the year for something.  I can’t quite remember, but it was basically fearful parent backlash against his liberal teaching style or a view he may have expressed.  Our second assignment in his class that year was to think about what happens when/after we die, and to make a piece about it.  Having experienced the death of my father already at age 9, I had already found a metaphor I was comfortable with, which came from the Baha’i Faith, and which is illustrated here:

This last one is a little random.  I didn’t spend much time on it, either in planning or in executing, and I painted from a photograph of Isadora Duncan.

But I do like her little smile; and I do believe that I had a painting breakthrough while making this.  Plus, one of my mother’s friends from when I was a child used to say that I was Isadora reincarnated.  So it could be a past-life portrait– who knows.

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