Art School: Semester 2, Week 10

The time is flying by, and I am a bit late getting this week’s update out. Sorry about that!

I will keep this brief, though, as I have a HUGE pile of homework, and it isn’t going to get easier as the semester goes on.

And we are starting to look into places to move to when our lease expires.

Art History

We also watched Rear Window, the Alfred Hitchcock movie about a photographer stuck in his home after breaking his leg. He spends time watching his neighbours and sees what he thinks is a murder. We watched this as part of the class in which we are discussing The Gaze, and the follow up discussion should be interesting.

I found the reaction of my fellow students very amusing. They were really into the movie, despite it being from 1954. There was a lot of chatter about events in the movie as it ran, and the obvious differences in the world portrayed vs. their own didn’t seem to matter much. I did have to explain why a phone number was given as “Chelsea 55555” though. That was amusing.

I have a first draft of a paper due in class on Monday for peer review. Final draft is due the week after. This paper has fought me, though. A lot. My forehead will be covered in my own blood — from beating it into the table — before it is done.


Intaglio Print, complete, finally!

The instructor was right about wanting to darken it up in the background, and it basically works now.

By Tuesday I need to have a sketch done for a serigraph (screen print) that we’re doing next. Three or four colours. Still life of objects that represent us. Same format as the others: 7" x 7" image on 10" x 10" paper. I think I will find an interesting arrangement of some stone carving tools and a keyboard, which pretty much encapsulates the last 20 years of my life.


Bacteriophage sculpture, mostly assembled for testing

I hope to get the finishing done this week, so I get a week to relax on that project, but who knows.


The end result that I turned in got me full marks, but I despise it. It wound up looking like something that I might have done when I was five, and that my mom hung on the fridge. It’s appalling. I am not sharing a picture of it because I think it is that bad. Yes, really. And it will not be going into my portfolio.

This week’s assignment — due on Thursday morning — is a drawing containing chrome, glass, and text. I have no clue how I will approach that one yet.


I have no clue what I am going to do just yet. I have ideas, but they are all crazy in terms of time needed, and I haven’t got it. But I need a start on it by this coming Friday.

That’s it for this week. (I told you I’d keep it short!)


  • The usual index of art school posts and other things here on Medium, because Medium’s display isn’t chronological, as far as I can tell.

Dog Pictures

C’mon Skookie! Come get me!
Ha! Too fast for you!
See? I ran out the door before you caught me!
Nah! I really didn’t care that much, Tinkerbelle. You come get me!
Cruzer supervised the entire affair.

Also, because I saw it on the internet, here’s a great thing:

Apparently they grow. Photo from the net.

Sculptor/Artist. Former programmer. Former volunteer firefighter. Former fencer. Weirdest resume on the planet, I suspect.

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