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Art/Pictures taken by me

Photo by Olafur Elisson

This was chosen because it was one of the first exhibitions we covered in class but left the most impact on me. The idea of an artificial sun has always been interesting to me as a sci-fi buff, but for him to set up a whole room reminiscent of rays shining down on your face is such an insane idea that he executed beautifully. The imagery of being in such a beautiful place but realizing that it’s beauty is just pretend, a fake version of something so natural it cannot be recreated in its true form. But also the execution in his project is so well done even by the pictures i could believe this is some street view on the outskirts of a city.

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Photo from a comic strip

Photo of color swabs for an art commission I’m working on

Photo taken by me

Taken and found on Pinterest

Found and taken from Pinterest

All the artworks I chose to focus on this week are ones centered on the facial expression of a scream/ and or anguish. Each made with a slightly different medium and with different styles but each tell the same story of pain. Weather it be a human or animal you can tell by the darker palette used, the irregular cross stitches or drips of paint that through the chaos of the background the center piece is there to show the pain of the artist. As an artist/student that loves working with facials and what they can portray, all of these are incredibly powerful to me.

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Taken by: Alex :P “Take a breathe, it will be okay”

unplugging and listening to the waves

“Gaul Killing himself and His Wife” should this act be taken as cowardice or pity?

“Venus de Milo” Am I only gazed upon with lust?

“Laocoön and His Sons” If I have pledged to live righteous, does that give the God I’ve vowed to the right to take not only my life but the lives of my sons? Even if it was my faith in you that led to our demise?

”Livia” I have lived with the consistent weight of being a women, and I have accomplished things you once thought only a man could. Will you remember my sacrifices to get you here?

”The rape of Persephone” Why must you romanticize my despair.

Even if they were born Gods praised and prayed to, I cannot look her in the eyes without knowing she was just a girl longing for her mother to save her.

In all eras, in every period, and all depictions of art, women always hold a piece pain.

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By me

My grandmother in her signature red jacket she’d wear for every event.

Artwork by Bisa Butler

Whitney Houston

Angela Basset

Rendition of the swing but with a black girl

Sade

Artist unknown

Grace Jones

Josephine Baker

To acknowledge the end of black history month I chose women from all artist professions and their works/pictures I love the most.

Known as the first black superstar. Josephine baker used her influence to become a spy during WW2 to help the French resistance. Refused to play in segregated venues, and always advocated towards civil rights. As a former dancer and artist still, I’ve always admired how she put her all into her craft and never let others negativity stop her talent from shining. As a black women I admire her for the strength of facing the unknown and fighting it everyday. For being one of the most successful pioneers of black women in the industry.

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I choose this photo from my color walk because of the love I hold for the colors and texture in the photo. The fading reflection on the water from the endlessly moving waves, but the hint of light in the corner. The rays you can see on the rocks of every size and sharpness. The closer you get to my hand the warmer toned they get, you wouldn’t even know the water was freezing when I put my hand in it yet it felt as crisp as a breath of fresh air. Plus the contrast of my hand to it all makes an incredibly aesthetic photo to me

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Photos by me

I picked this picture because I think it really represents a part of my life I love most. The part the combines the beauty of being a girl. Trying different lip shades and matching my jewelry with my outfit of the day. The beauty of music and being able to listen to it whenever with my AirPods. And the art I pride myself on, that’s completely taken over my life in the best way possible. Plus there’s purple in the picture and I love purple.

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Photos taken by me

Photo taken by me

This weekend me and one of my best friends drove up to Denton to see our friend who goes to school up there. While exploring the town we found a little Lego shop where you can make your own person, So naturally we decided to make each other. Now mine sits on my desk with me doing work. This picture is my favorite because I love the friendship I have with these girls, plus I think our legos are really cute.

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Taken by me

My grandparents in youth. I choose this picture simply because of the love in it. The way I know them, their love is 50 years in the making and strengthen by loses and gains before and after my existence. But in the picture it’s still a puppy love filled with giddy laughs and side glances, before the world became heavy on their shoulders. It makes me feel happy that even through it all they had each other and persevered to the point that I can sit here today, a product of their persistence. I like looking at this picture and seeing the women I’ve grown to look like. The smile I was bullied for but couldn’t find it in me to hate, how could I when she holds the same one. Or the nose that fits just right. When I began to miss them I look into a mirror because I know I can always find them there.

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Pictures taken by myself

By Ilya Repin

By Robert Montenegro

By Eugene Berman

This piece is from one of my favorite artist, and its significance is one I haven’t been able to let go since seeing it. “Cassandra” is based off a prophet from the Iliad who refused to give herself to the Sun god Apollo. Angered by her refusal but with no way to take back the power he’d already bestowed upon her, all he could do was take away her ability to persuade. Thus she became a prophet against the people. Ignored and denied, even as she tried to warn the Trojans of their future none listened. In the end the only thing she could do was watch her city burn and pray for the same people who sought to destroy her. This piece was always meant to be a tragedy filled with sorrow, but to me she holds pity and regret. She tried to warn them despite knowing they’d never listen. Tried to do good in a decade of evil. In my mind she fell thinking that if she’d just given her body to the god maybe she could’ve prevented this. This is where I hold anger towards the piece. Because how can the fall of a city be placed on the shoulders a girl, who just wanted to help others but became ensnared in the teeth of a greedy god after her body. It shows the timeless narrative that 1. A women’s body is her only worth and 2. A women will always fall victim to the actions of men.