Self Portraits

Picasso Self Portrait Facing Death (June 30, 1972), crayon on paper

 I've Got it All (2000) by Tracey Emin. Photograph: Neville Elder/Sygma/Corbis

Wanda Wulz "Io + Gatto (self-portrait)"

Andy Warhol (American, 1928-1987)

Self-Portrait, 1978 

acrylic and silkscreen ink on linen

40 x 40 in. (101.6 x 101.6 cm.)

Stab Binding

EXIT = needle pointed DOWN and ENTER = needle pointed UP

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enter 1 (leave a tail, but don’t knot it), wrap around spine

enter 1 again, wrap around right edge

enter 1 again

exit 2, wrap around right edge

exit 2 again

enter 3, thread needle through loop from 1, point RIGHT

enter 3 again, wrap around right edge

enter 3 again

exit 4, wrap around right edge

exit 4 again

enter 3

exit 2

enter 5, wrap around right edge

enter 5 again

exit 4

enter 5

exit 6, wrap around right edge

exit 6 again

enter 4

exit 6

enter 5

exit 2

enter 1

exit 7, wrap around spine

exit 7 again, wrap around left edge

exit 7 again

enter 8, wrap around left edge

enter 8 again

exit 9, thread needle through loop from 7, point LEFT

exit 9 again, wrap around left edge

exit 9 again

enter 10, wrap around left edge

enter 10 again

exit 9

enter 8

exit 11, wrap around left edge

exit 11 again

enter 10

exit 11

enter 12, wrap around left edge

enter 12 again

exit 10

enter 12

exit 11

enter 8

exit 7

tie off

Final Portfolio

Urban landscape

Joel Tjintjelaar

Joel Tjintjelaar is an award winning B&W fine-art photographer from the Netherlands. His work has been published on many online websites and in magazines like American Photo, Black + White Photography magazine UK and Dutch magazine Digifotopro to name a few. The artist loves Black and White photography because with the removal of color the essence of objects, situations, scenarios and people can become more visible. http://www.photographyoffice.com/blog/2011/06/the-art-of-black-and-white-photography-by-joel-tjintjelaar

https://www.flickr.com/photos/tjintjelaar/

Alessio Trerotoli

I am an italian photographer, born in Rome. Graduated in 2009 in Disciplines of Arts and Cinema, in the same year I started to travel in Europe and in America, taking pictures and making experiences. My first exhibition was in 2010, since then my pictures were shown in several italian galleries. In 2012 I published my first book, “Fuori dalla caverna”, with notes and pictures of my travels and at the end of the same year I began my most important project, "Urban Melodies", where I depict, through superimpositions, an abstract vision of urban scenes from modern metropolis like Rome, New York, Paris, Berlin and many others. In 2013 I won Abstracta Festival with the picture "There is a light that never goes out" and the year after I won another prize in Urban International Photo Contest. In 2015 I realized other projects like "Roma Coast to Coast", a 21km walking trip through my city, and I finished my first 365 Project on Instagram. My "Urban Melodies" project has been featured by Fubiz, The Phoblographer, SRL Lounge, Neoprime Mag, Camerapixo and others international webmagazines. Now I live and work in Rome, waiting for the next travel… http://www.alessiotrerotoli.it/aboutme.html

 Jieun Park

‘I love to travel. Traveling to me is an act that simultaneously brings different emotions such as excitement and loneliness. My works show different images of the places where I actually visited, so that I am allowed to express various emotions and the moments that I physically experienced through the journey.’

Jieun’s personal feelings are described in the form of painted ink marks or better described as calligraphy, which are instinctively spread and dropped on the surface of the paper. She then starts creating comparatively realistic images of the cities within the abstract ink marks, adding colors to convey the emotions she felt at specific moments of her trip – be it happiness, loneliness or eagerness.

Jieun’s cityscapes are at times dull, yet there is something that shines through; and though there are no signs of people living in the beautiful cities in her works, the expression of light, color, greenery and skyscapes makes her work alive. She also recalls moments where she felt emotionally overwhelmed and strong feelings of loneliness as she looked down upon the cities from a vantage point. She adds, our cities are changing very fast while we are busy with our lives. Hence, the dull feeling of the buildings portrays the people in hectic daily life, where she believes only meaningless everyday conversation exists. http://www.redseagallery.com/artists/jieun-park/featured-works?view=slider

Fan Ho

Herbert Bayer

Tom Manley

Landscape Photography

Artist and landscape images I like:

Michael Kenna

Mark Schneider Design

Edward Weston

Definition of natural beauty: Unrefined uncontrolled raw moments of inhuman creations nature presents.

EG:

Ansel Adams

My experience: I was backpacking with a friend in the Goat Rocks Wilderness. We went on a 15 mile day hike the second day up to the top of Old Snowy, a mountain. After reaching half way my mother got tired and decided to go back but my friend and I decided to make it to the top. We finally reached the base area of the mountain and looked up. The mountain was huge, looming over us. I could make out two small specks of hikers making their way down the steep slope. An hour later we made it to the half summit after an exhausting struggle up the trail. The last half mile we climbed on out hands and knees up a wall of loos rocks along the final ridge. Finally we made it to the top. Standing on the tip of the mountain I could see the entire world. Green forest rolled over hills like a carpet. Snow coated the tips of tall mountains. Below us Goat Lake was an opaque turquoise gem, shimmering in the sunlight. My breath was taken away. No human could ever create something quite so beautiful. This artwork could only be made by thousands of years of changing nature, perfect and uncontrolled. 

Visual Metaphors

Andy Warhol

A) I am Andy Warhol. I was getting ready this morning, pulling on my pants, when my underwear caught on the door knob of the bathroom and ripped. I was so mad that I just stormed out of the bathroom without pulling up my pants. Why even bother, they'd probably rip too. I looked in my bag for a new pair of underwear and found my favorite record sticking out so I grabbed it to play while I finished getting dressed. That was when my roommate laughed and said "hey", looking at me with my pants down, "that would make a good photo". So I set up my camera and took the photo. I am still annoyed and my face shows it. I made Mike stand in the background of the mirror because it was his idea to take the photo.

B) I am Andy Warhol's underwear. I was minding my own business while he was getting dressed, being good, awaiting the comforting caress of my friend Corduroy Pants. That caress never came. The door knob had it out for me from the start. I know it. It came at me with vigor, striking hard, grabbing me and ripping. The pain was excruciating. My only job was to cover Andy's butt and I failed. His crack gaped and I knew I was done for. He would throw me out, never to wear me again; I would eternally live on, useless. When he walked out of the bathroom I thought Andy would take me off and let me rest, but no, my humiliation was not over. Mike, of course, had to have the brilliant idea of taking a picture for all the world to see what a horrible pair of underwear I am. I guess it's what I deserve.

C) I am Sydney Denham. I immediately connected to this photo. Andy Warhol's exposed rear end brought me back to a fond memory of mine similar to what I perceive happened in this image. I was at my friends house and bent over to grab my backpack when my pants ripped down the seam, revealing a good twelve inches of polkadot underwear. I had to run around the house covering my hinny to escape the cameras and laughing faces of my friends. Andy and I have a lot in common, although my underwear was not ripped. I can also relate to the annoyance that Andy obviously felt in this situation.