Hello! My name is Morgan, this is my 2nd year at GVSU and I'm studying Art Education with an emphasis in Printmaking. I consider myself to be more of an outdoor person, I like hiking, hammocking, or just being outside. I'm also a huge fan of rock music, but I'll listen to everything at least once.
I really enjoy your placement of the words you used, especially "euphoric" I like how it almost sinks into the photo you chose. Have you tried to use other fonts or is there a reason why you used the current font on the photos? - Brenna
I am a... Child's Lovey
I used to be held, loved, and was always at their side. I was their comfort in sadness, and in sickness. My child would squeeze me tight as they fell asleep. As they grew older, I wasn't as needed, they were starting to be able to do and handle so many different things.
Eventually, as the years went by they forgot about me. I was put in a box for "Memories", which is basically purgatory for stuffed toys. Sure, being in this box means I won't be thrown into a donation bin, but it's dark, boring, and there is no good conversation. The stuffed bear they got at the carnival is in here, but man, carnival bears are a different breed of teddy bear. Those balloon dart bozoz think they're the best, just because my child had to "win" them (They're still in denial about carnival games being rigged).
I had lost track on how long I had been in the box, when unexpectedly, I saw light peaking through the folds of the box. It's Open. A hand that seemed familiar reached in a pulled me out. As soon as I was out in the open my "child", who is now almost an adult, wraps me in their arms and gives me the biggest, warmest hug I ever experienced.
I now live with all the pillows on their bed, it's a lot more comfortable here. Now, I do love that my child is independent, and can take care of themselves. Though I still wish I could take care of them or just be there to support them. They are still, in fact, my child. So I will sit here, under these pillows and blankets, waiting. Waiting for the moment, hopefully not in the too distant future, that my child will need me again.
The first piece I put together is a mini recycling can, and some plastic Lei's. I wanted it to speak on pollution, and how much plastic we use/waste. I had the plastic overflow out of the container, to represent excess.
The second piece is a candle with chess pawns taped to it to resemble a rocket ship. The grey stand it sits on represents the smoke, and the bottom is the explosion. For the smoke I taped around an object and then cut said tape off to create the shape. The "explosion" is a taped picture frame with a hole, cut intentionallly, to seem as like the rocket "blasted" through it.
The last piece is a tea kettle with a top hat on it. I thought the hat made the kettle look like a very distinguished British gentleman. But it can also describe how people see tea drinkers as more "sophisticated" or "fancier" than coffee drinkers.
By Judy Chicago
By Yayoi Kusama
By Sun Yuan & Peng Yu
By Tod Williams & Billie Tsien
By Ronal Rael and Virginia San Fratello
This was my groups site installation, I had a lot of fun with this project. I came up with the idea of finger knitting, it's a fun craft that is easy to learn and produces a lot quite quickly. Our original idea was to string the "ropes" between trees and a trash can outside. To bring awareness or visibility to pollution and our environment. The snow in this location ended up melting, so we changed it up a little bit. Instead, we hung the "ropes" off of the cieling in a little sitting nook kind of like a curtain. We wanted this to portray a sense of calm, an escape from the stress and anxieties of school or life in general. I think we accomplished that pretty succesfully, the curtain gave whoever sat there a little bit of privacy. The use of yarn made it seem warm, gentle, and homey.