As a college student, I find myself occupied most of the time; between studio classes (which are three hours each!), executing projects in a timely manner, and extra curricular activities I feel i barely have time to breathe. This week I've been working on the transformation of a book based on the interpretation of a poem. We were each given a book to manipulate, and the freedom to choose a poem that describes you. I selected a poem titled The Artist Within by Linda Lively; this poem spoke to me because I feel like we live in a world by the standards of society. It is important to stay true to yourself, I've learned
the indivdual has always struggled
not to be overwhelmed by the crowd.
From that understanding i try to avoid society and its gravitational pull to be "normal"
and I rise in my "weirdness" and embrace it, and I believe that allows me to separate myself from the "crowd".
This is sort of a project on its own, but I wanted to incorporate it into my book! |
To begin, separate your thread into two pairs and knot them together in the middle. Then apply a long straw to each section! |
Once I got to this stage, I knew I wasn't finished, yet, I couldn't decide what to add to integrate the book with the metal without taking away from the rest of the composition. |
When I found this twine in my craft box I knew immediatly I wanted to work with it. I basically unraveled it and let it stay where it originally laid. |
I am an artist
a creator each day,
In all that I do
In all that I say.
In all that I do
In all that I say.
In darkness comes light
showing the way,
to create what I please
on my journey each day.
showing the way,
to create what I please
on my journey each day.
I'm a photographer,
a painter much more,
from music to dancing
each day I do soar.
a painter much more,
from music to dancing
each day I do soar.
Gliding through the world
love all about,
the artist within
floats upward and out.
love all about,
the artist within
floats upward and out.
Surrounded by family
leading the way,
to that place within
where peace lives each day.
leading the way,
to that place within
where peace lives each day.
In the stillness a voice
so softly descends,
bringing forth the artist
the artist within.
so softly descends,
bringing forth the artist
the artist within.
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