Monday, August 31, 2009

kevn carter thesis on life

class: AP Lang & Comp
assignment: write a brief essay in which you use the above image (photograph by Kevin Carter) to form a "thesis on life"
result:

In life, there are two archetypal characters that all sentient beings within the known world adhere to: the fighter and the forfeiter. These two motivational outlooks in life are polar opposites in essence and nature. Each being, human or otherwise, has within them the innate inclination towards these two points, which is the catalyst to their ultimate surrender or perseverance, fight or forfeit, life or death. These two paradigms are superbly shown in their fundamental form in a moving photograph by Kevin Carter. The photograph shows these two ends of the spectrum successfully with its two main elements: the baby and the bird.

Within the frames of Carter’s image, the bird represents the “fighter” archetype. In the everlasting challenge that is life, the fighter is always alert and ready for opportunity. It is defined by its motivation to succeed in all elements of survival and life. The bird in the photograph exemplifies this attitude perfectly in just its stance alone. It is rigid, awaiting the opportunity that could arise in the actions of the child in the foreground. The child could potentially be any number of benefits to the bird; prey or friend, and the bird’s obvious careful observance is what shows the fighter model within it. A fighter in life will take advantage of all its environment has to offer. And the bird is set to do this in the photography. A fighter is not one to let such benefits pass them by, and in the photographs simple instance of a bird surveying an event, this “fighter” theme is echoed in it’s basic form.

The child featured in Carter’s photograph is a perfect model of forfeit and utter defeat. This tiny, crumpled form displays the “forfeiter” spirit, or lack of spirit, rather. It’s small, beaten and starved body is showing an absolute conquered soul, one that has given up all hope of survival or motivation. In life, the pessimistic nature of the “forfeiter” causes them to find themselves beaten down by the world around them and makes them surrender all will to endure or fight as their opposites do. They lose all optimism and hope. In Carter’s photograph, the tiny child is quite obviously devoid of any hope, as his head is cast downward in the dry earth. Within the photograph, context completely unknown, it is ambiguous whether the child still lives or has lost all life within itself. But either way, it is clear that the child is nearing the end and has lost the will to continue living, as a “fighter” like the bird would.

The two models shown in Carter’s photograph, each representing differing spirits of life and motivation, exemplify the basic fundamentals of all existence. That there are two paradigms of human nature: the “fighter” and the “forfeiter”. Through the two simple figures shown in the photograph, is seen that these two archetypes are essential and elemental.


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...not bad considering I spent a half hour on this at best. And my conlusion is absolute crap. But c'est la vie.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

link-tacular!

this is basically a link/photo dump of my fascinations lately:

Dino's LIVE!

- I can go? plz?

OWLS! - possibly the most adorable thing I've seen all week.

This is f'n incredible. I wish I had the patience for this. I love the way ink looks (or is this graphite? Because I honestly can't tell) but the little details send me reeling. I like doing fast, emotional, impressionistic slashes and strokes, because that's what my unsteadyhands can handle. Which is why I give up on something like this.
but god, just LOOK AT THAT DETAILING. Fuck.

I just think this is really pretty...

Photoshop DISASTERS! -I've been addicted to this all night.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

encore

a few of my favorite things:
  • long drives through the countryside
  • Disneyland
  • new books
  • melodic sounds
  • tiny fish
  • tights
  • humming
  • Pixar
  • purple
  • floating clouds
  • asian food
  • berets
  • masquerades
  • photobooths
  • concerts in the city
  • midnight premiers
  • doughy cookies
  • crumpled bedspreads
  • tacky knicknackes
  • butterflies
  • tweeting
  • Death Cab For Cutie
  • bananas
  • urban outfitters
  • a blank canvas
  • aquariums
  • ballet flats
  • photography
  • Harry Potter
  • fashion
  • documentaries
  • paintbrushes
  • the Sims
  • metaphors
  • the internet
  • wanted early mornings
  • scarves and ray bans
  • California
  • golden hour
  • ocean tides
  • impulsive filming
  • outer space
  • polaroids
  • swimming all day
  • sunbursts
  • bike rides
  • tanlines
  • blogs
  • nebulas
  • memes
  • vlogs
  • long talks
  • typography
  • dressing up
  • sweet little kisses
  • bonfires
  • going barefoot
  • bokeh
  • yoga
  • hugs
  • soft sunshine
  • dolphins
  • botanical gardens
  • old cathedral paintings
  • koalas
  • redwood trees
  • the smell of dryer sheets
  • 75 degrees
  • golden hills
  • museums
  • blasting electronic songs

Friday, July 31, 2009

sandcastles

I really like sandcastles. especially prefessionally crafted ones like this:



SO f'n incredible! I wish I had the patience for that. The other day I was at the beach, trying my hardest to replicate the Disneyland castle. I lasted fifteen minutes at most and only succeeded in recreating the moat and front side...and let me tell you, they looked very little like anything Walt Disney would have designed. Ah well, practice makes perfect right? Too bad I live an hour and half from the beach...

hmm, perhaps I should really stop with this overwhelming optimism, yeah?

ANYWAY, moving on to the regular scheduled blog-programming...of the retelling of interesting (arguably) events from my life and random anecdotes from my mind!

I just got back from a camping/roadtrip that lasted just under a week (this would be the culprit of my disgustingly behind-ness on Twitter, Tumblr, etc. I spent all last night catching up. I have a life, I swear). It was lovely. I spent basically three days emersed in the clear and cool waters of Lake Siskiyou (highly recommend it) and three more days on the chilly coast of Oregon. The trees and mist there were incredibly enchanting. I now will always think of them when listening to Cologne Cerrone Houdini by Goldfrapp and Laughing With a Mouth of Blood by St. Vincent. And as much as I am ashamed and defiant to admit it, the landscape of coastal Oregon particularily eminded me of...Twilight. (I'M SORRY OKAY. SO SPEAR ME IN THE GIZZARD BECAUSE I CAN'T LEAVE MY FRESHMAN YEAR OBSESSIONS BEHIND ME.)

Heh. ookay moving on...

I now have just under two weeks until I start my senior year in high school...and I'm less than half way done with my summer asignments...PANIC.

I so want more TIME, as completely cliche and humanly archetypic that is...and no responsiblity for a few days couldn't hurt, either. At least I have a day at the MoMA freeday in SF coming up. Should be freeing enough for me, maybe? Maybe.

so for now, I am going to continue googling ridiculous things that tickle my fickle fancy (I like that phrase. Will be filing it away in my brain) so to conclude this entry, I'm goning to take a leaf out of the awesomely talented (and beloved FiveAwesomeGirl) HayleyGHoover's blog-book by doing this:

sexy: Coraline, the film. I just watched it today and my goodness, it's a beautiful and wholly creative and haunting film. Adored every inch of it.

unsexy: The other-mother from the aforementioned film. She is so unbelievably creepy! She may make a cameo in my nightmares tonight...(okay not really but still...eeek!)

Thursday, June 25, 2009

lookbook

I just had this crazy LookBook (and some My Modern Metropolis) binge...I probably saved like around twenty photos of styles I'm drooling over. But my absolute FAVORITE was this:

I'm not a huge fan of the random 90's-floral-print trend that seems to be everywhere right now, but still. I want to wearrrr it. I love the light,springy dress and pearls with the dark tights and belt...so dramatic and contrasting. LOVE IT.
I even know where to find like 80% of it from (or at least stuff that looks similar)...sigh.
I am such a seven year old, dress-up-obsessed little girl.

PS: here are some others that caught my eye:

Monday, June 22, 2009

summer



hot hot heat, bike rides, chlorine, popsicles, sunburns, open windows, clear skies, splashes, late nights, drives, endless fields, sand between your toes, sunglasses, iced drinks, warm concrete, cut grass, sunsets, sunscreen, stretching, summer skin, santa cruz, board games, strawberries, vampire weekend, california, sleeping in, sandals, apricots, shorts, vanilla, tan lines, yoga, sun-bleached strands of hair, infinity.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

what I did today....


she sort of creeps me out when I'm sitting on my bed, and she is on the easel staring back at me...
but it is a start. First portrait I've attempted in about 6 whole months...!

already looking at her on the computer monitor, I can spot about six billion things that are wrong/different and that I am itching to fix...but I think that should have been done in the pre-coloring stage so damnit. oh well, c'est la vie.