Tuesday, January 04, 2011

Ringling: Drawing 103: final

As I gear up for another semester at Ringling, I wanted to post some of the final projects from the class I taught last, Drawing. It was interesting seeing students at the very beginning of their art college career. Overall I was very stoked on all of the progress we made and all of the finals look amazing.

Magdalena Szymaniec
Kyle Katterjohn
Belle Austin

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

My UNIQUELY styled Wallpapers:

Weathertime Wallpaper Windows

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The TWO Marian Dogmas.Significance: replacing the patriarchally neurotic, incoherent, indeed Monophysitic misconception, virgin motherhood idea, clearly making it entirely redundant. Christ was conceived the natural way, since if not, he wouldn't be really human. On the other hand we avoid the Nestorian trap: the Son was sexually conceived as well. From this it follows that the Trinity is femally dubbed and paired, albeit invisibly so. (This is one important aspect of the Number's manifold. Beastly?) The possibility of sinless intercource is exclusively female Grace, matching the Male priestly prerogative. Body/Matter and Head/Mind; Yin/Yang. The Big Duality again.

GAMMABLIXT

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SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE

There's much in the world that you can't explain.
It's revealed for you to remember
by the whispering voice of a distant train
or a midnight rain in november.

Horizon within! You can always find
the keys to Enigma. Let's mention
one basic Truth: of spirited Mind
Is Nature naught but extension.

Internal expanses! In dreams, ridden
by fear and longing you roam
that deep Southeast in your soul hidden
...on your random journey back home.

Single Swingle

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Casualidad sopla la sangre
de alguno señor desconocido
durante los pocos restantes
momentos del resplandor de faroles

que se vislumbran tras el follaje
flameando de las obsesiónes
igual efimero como gotas
del cinzano de la soledad –

En aquel tiempo me levanta
dentro uno incidente avejentado
que en seguida palidece
al camouflaje de abstraccion;

chica, nadie conoce que tus grisos
ojos significan aún; con todo
el sueño que hube evacuado
tu escudriñas nuevamente.

My Spanish poetry!

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LE FRUIT DU CIEL

Un orage nocturne illmuna maintenant l'Amazonie, franchis les Andes, envoya des jeux de cartes gigantesques et frappantes en bas à la Pampa –

Puis: petit déjeuner à melon; café fumant !

À la bague du cigare tu lis, étonné: GÉOGRAPHIE.

Poétudes

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- Peter Ingestad, Sweden