Blog Assignment #4: Stories

STORIES:

1.Some important stories that are told in society today and will be passed on our national and local tragedies, and history. Some national examples are the 9/11 attacks, the holocaust, the Columbine school shooting, Pearl Harbor, and the war with Iraq. I can guarantee that the story about the holocaust will be passed down to future generations because the massive genocide was one of the biggest in history, and it did not happen too long ago. The stories from the Jews on their journeys to the concentration camps are horrifying to think that they actually true. The way they were treated and how may died is unforgettable.

2.I think some stories are told, as opposed to others because it depends on the people it involves and in what country. Usually the stories are retold because they are tragedies, and no one can forget the details. For example, I can remember the bad things President Bush did while in office, but I can’t remember any good. A lot of times also, stories are overlapped by each other. If more than one story or event happens in the same period of time, then the “greater” one would obviously be remembered better than the other. That is how stories are lost; other things happen that are more interesting.

3.The artists in Stories use sketchbooks in their artistic processes for many reasons. Richard Stare used a sketchbook to keep the eye and hand coordinated with each other. The eye is a muscle, the more you use it the better it will be able to see. Kiki Smith uses a journal to sketch her inside ideas. You first have to think inside what your idea is, and sketch that idea into physical form. It is a way to think. I believe sketchbooks are works of art because they contain your ideas that make your final piece of work. You make a rough draft before you write the final to your paper. So a sketchbook is a rough draft of your final piece of artwork.

4. I woke up early this morning because Dad needed help in the field. I still think 6 A.M. is way to early for a kid trying to enjoy their summer. I am usually awake when most of my friends are still sleeping, and I feel that I am missing my childhood. After I get out of the field about 2, I am going to take a shower, and then go play in the creek with Emily. She and I are making a secrete club house. We are going to eat the vegetables out of the field for food, sleep in the tree house, and bathe in the creek. That would be so much fun if it were real, but I guess we can keep on imagining it instead. I feel really tired right now. I wish I could sleep in one day. But I work Monday through Friday, wake up Saturday for the farmer’s market at 5:45 A.M., and then Sunday morning for church. Thats my life in one sentence. I wake up every morning wishing it was school time, that way I don’t have to work in the hot sun. I think that is why I love school so much.


Looking back at myself at age 15, I can see I was very hardworking for my age. I had been helping my dad every single day during the hot summer, while most people my age were taking trips to the beach or Cedar Point. I see that growing up, my childhood was filled with work instead of play, and when I did play, I used my imagination to feel that it was real. When I first realized this, I was kind of upset and mad that my family’s farm stole my childhood away, but then I realize that it made me who I was today. I am full of creativity and imagination that shows in my art today. I can use my experiences of my farm life in my artwork, that no one else can use or tell. I can only thank my father now for dragging me out of bed so early.