So classes are going fairly well. I’ve still yet to go out and shoot, but I am aiming at going this weekend and maybe taking some time off Thursday morning to shoot. I prefer shooting on weekends because I can get into construction sites more readilly. I’m going to go back to some of the places I went the first semester and see how they’ve changed. Since my critique on Thursday, I’ve started developing a new shooting philosophy so I should be able to be a bit more casual about it.
Strangely enough, the main comment on my art at the critique was that by the end of the semester, I was getting a lot more intentional and direct with my art (which made it more successful – strange though because other people’s are was more successful when it was more vague and oblique), yet my shooting was more erratic and casual. The intention came from the reinvisioning of the photos. I took the photos, was unimpressed with them and then tried to figure out what I could do with them. That’s where the art came from. So I am actually feeling more relaxed about my impending shooting, simply because I now have this renewed optimism that the art will come after I have the photos.
My Post-Colonial film on the other hand has got me so baffled I don’t know how I feel I’m doing in it. We’re reading a lot of Post-Modern literature and watching some great movies, but I’m not sure I can tie the two together quite yet. I keep up the reading and I keep watching the movies, but they still seem like two unrelated subjects. The films are artistic, but also a bit “popular” (not what you usually expect when you sit down to watch an “art film”) and the reading is almost completely unrelated to art at all. I have hopes that the two will come together at some point and it will all make sense. Either that or they’ll never meet, but I’ll at least comprehend enough to make meaning out of the class. That’s really all I can hope for is a vague understanding.
At the very least, I’ve learned some things that I can add to my philosophy as an artist and a writer. To be honest Salman Rushdie had some very inspiring things to say in the essay I read the other day. It made me really want to go and read Midnight’s Children, but not until I’m out of Art History for a semester so I don’t have this overwhelming writing on top of me.
Oh well, time to get back to work. I still need to write up a couple sentences on Satin Rouge before I completely forget what it was that I watched.
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If you’re having a difficult time seeing how the two tie together – ask the professor either in class or out. That’s what he or she is there for.
I intend to, but at the same time, I may just need to read more… it was only one of three chapters we were assigned to read.